8000 Lines - Blacktop Mojo

Cold walls and bars form a cage in my mind

8000 Lines scratched keep track of the time

I can’t recall the warmth of the light

Or the colors and smell from the air outside

I tilt my head back and scream down the hall

But there’s nobody there who will hear me at all

I throw my fist against the bricks until there’s blood on the walls

And pray for the day they all tremble and fall

And I count each breath

Incarcerated in my head

And my time counts down

Warden won’t you please let me out

How long will I let this sentence drag on?

I wish I could have back these days that have gone

If I could escape from my room full of black

Would the world out there even welcome me back?

I tilt my head back and scream down the hall

But there’s nobody there who will hear me at all

I throw my fist against the bricks until there’s blood on the walls

And pray for the day they all tremble and fall

And I count each breath

Incarcerated in my head

And my time counts down

Warden won’t you please let me out