Cold walls breathe on me Iron sings my name Shadows follow my steps I watch the hours drown Cracks become my maps I trace them like truth Silence grips my chest I wait for myself to speak Chains ring in my bones Old memories sting sharp Time leaks like black ink My past stains my hands The Moon visits my cell It teaches me to bend I sift through my ghosts One of them feels like hope I dig for meaning In these dark corners I search for light Behind my ribs I hold my heartbeat Like a compass I pray freedom Starts inside me