"Walls"

These walls are closing in

and I cannot breathe

These walls are toppling in

and I cannot run

But wherefore should I run

Where shall I hide

How far could I go?

What is it I must do?

These walls that I built

The edge spiked and perilous

I cut myself open

and hang unbidden

And wherefore should I cry

Where is my solace

How far could I go?

What is it I must do?

These walls I'm tearing down

this cheap tinsel crown

Rub my skin raw

clean to the bone

And salt will scour me clean

Here is my place to bide

This far I can go

Tearing myself down