A theatre of hell

Sitting in a cold dank cell

Living in this place of hell,

Shivering listening to bells

That sounds out my death knell,

And the fear I can’t quell

Though I scream and I yell,

I am scared or can’t you tell

It’s a feeling I know so well,

Because of drugs and booze I fell

Now in a theatre of nightmares I dwell,

My soul every day I sell,

To ease my addiction that creates this cell

That resides within my own personal hell.