Mourning Prisoner

I want to flee but I am broken
My willpower all withered and stolen
The freedom I seek has been thrown
I'm a mourning prisoner of my own...

Depression is a fierce, oppressive force
The ache gnawing to my deepest course
This wretchedness, despair be made shown
I'm a mourning prisoner of my own...

My wounded wings can hardly express
Chained only to my own helplessness
Scorned by the tyranny that life has bestown
I'm a mourning prisoner of my own...