P.O.W.

They call her a prisoner of war
Deep in her mind's eye she's seen this place before
The smell of sickness fills her nose
Outside her window the snow mound grows

Feeling so empty, so lifeless, so cold
Deep inside anticipating her story to unfold
Wanting to release the tension and pain
Infectious disease eating away her brain

She cuts her veins with steel blades
In her battle zone the enemy invades
Driving her once again to insanity
Tearing down her fort of security

She rocks back and forth, head bangin' against the wall
Not listening to a word they say when they call
Locked away forever in her room
Dealing with her problems she cant seem to consume

Forever to be in her lost world
Hoping it will all come unfurled
She doesn't know what she's alive for
She is fighting her battles but she is a prisoner