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