doors

bang your head against the wall

try to leave

can’t find the cure

the medicine you thieve

think your’e trapped

creator of the net

woven with painful memories

hate and regret

blame on others

anyone but you

not my debt

or drugs you do

scratch at the wall

try to bring it down

but it always seems to grow

and reach all around

try to climb over the wall

it can’t be too high

but as low as you are

why even try

to beat the wall

to pain no more

the simple answer within

the key to the door

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