Tales from Freedom Lost :: Roach Motel

The days are bright,
Yet filled with pain.
Agonizing, I can't hide
And decisions will never be made

The dogs teeth, rot my flesh
In the summer night.
I'm on fire, my anger calms me.

Murder,
Decisions,
I'm not Christian.
Have I sinned?

Love is pride,
But cursed in the dark starless night.

Familiar faces
In this earthly hell,
Welcome to the Roach Motel.

Pleasures seem to cease,
Each day, another nail in the coffin.
The assailant lives and breathes in all of us,
Yet you not know it.

Welcome to the Roach Motel.