My Own Prison

My Own Prison (Acoustic) – Creed

At times, addiction can feel like your are living in a prison of your own.  This is a great song reflecting a life in a prison of one’s self.  Addiction doesn’t have to lead to a life of mental anguish and despair, if the proper treatment is sought and given. In dealing with a very difficult situation, I looked at a 15 year old and saw a kid living in the pure hell of his own mind, before he was taken to the hospital.  That situation made me think of this song and how it relates to a personal hell some people live with in between there own ears.  I was there once in the heights of my addiction and mental exhaustion from life in general.  I then started to think about how self medicating is playing a tremendous role in the overdoses and deaths occurring right in front of our eyes with youth today.  Whether that be intentional or unintentional, it continues to happen and the demons of addiction are pulling the strings at vulnerable kids / youth / young adults these days and addiction is winning. Life is worth it, no matter what kind of perceptional hell you may be experiencing.

“This too, shall pass” is something that needs to be remembered in the lives of kids / youth living in despair.  Knowing that it is okay to reach out for help, before doing something that can damage your life forever, if not kill you, is awareness that I think needs to be increased around the world.  Schools and prisons are full of scared teens and young adults trying to find their way and it is our duty as a society to help them succeed.

Bottom Line: “If You’re Going Through Hell, Keep On Going”

Lyrics:

A court is in session, a verdict is in
No appeal on the docket today
Just my own sin
The walls are cold and pale
The cage made of steel
Screams fill the room
Alone I drop and kneel
Silence now the sound
My breath the only motion around
Demons cluttering around
My face showing no emotion
Shackled by my sentence
Expecting no return
Here there is no penance
My skin begins to burn

(And I said oh) So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) We’re held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one

I hear a thunder in the distance
See a vision of a cross
I feel the pain that was given
On that sad day of loss
A lion roars in the darkness
Only he holds the key
A light to free me from my burden
And grant me life eternally

Should have been dead
On a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain’t got no time

(And I said oh) So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) We’re held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one

[Guitar break]

I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
I’ve created my own prison
I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
I’ve created my own prison

(And I said oh) So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) We’re held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one

(And I said oh) So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) We’re held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one

Should’ve been dead on a Sunday morning
banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain’t got no time

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