Conviction of Loneliness

Screams echoing,
Through the house,
Walls to thin,
To keep out the sound.

Everything is my fault,
Is what they tell me,
I can't do anything right,
Won't somebody help me?

All this pain and hurt,
Just runs too deep.
When will I find,
My sweet release?

These four walls,
Have become my dungeon,
I will forever sit behind them,
For my conviction of loneliness.