For it's my name carved in the wall... (Darkened Room Series)

I've been setting here for hours here still thinking what to do

I'm so sick and tired of this place that i call the darkened room

it binds me here and i try to fight back but really to no avail

i finally wipe the tears from my eyes, and look about this hell

on the walls are scars and cuts, etched in ancient time

from other souls that have been trapped here their thoughts darkened like mine

i pick up the knife and start to etch in a name that i some how knew

for its my name carved in the wall, and your name is here too

after inscribing these names i write a small phrase that fits me very well

"even though you left me alone in here, your trapped with me in this cell"

so now we are both damned, and you didn't win, i laugh in spiteful rage

i pick up the knife and stand in anger and yell as my madness fades

cause i know this don't matter, I'm still by myself, and damned here all alone

i walk to the corner in the back of the room, drop the knife, and sit with a moan

i just want to leave no matter what the cost, I'm tired of this darkened room

whether i kill myself or not, it don't matter, either way I'm still here doomed