Free Me 

The sadness I escaped

Is trying to hold me captive again

It feeds off my tears

And takes joy in my fears

Slowly evaporating my hope

Vanishing it before my eyes

How can I run from something

I was comfortable in for years?

How can I stand

When it is easier to stay down?

God, are you still there?

Will you free me

From these chains

I locked around my own heart?

Or will I be imprisoned

And tortured

By these self-inflicted wounds?