Words whispered through prison bars
Loose their charm
While the one who speaks is free
And unbound
He only gives me hope
To break it into pieces
His words I would hang on to
Till my last beating breath
But time has passed
I have grown old
My skin is wrinkled
My bones ache
And still I wait
In this prison cell
For him to set me free
Alas my heartbeats are numbered
And he is no where to be seen
The words that he once spoke
The ones I cherished
I have grown to hate
For his words have become lies
He also had given me hope
For something that will not come true
My freedom is bound
In these prison walls
But not for long
For my heartbeats are numbered
And I shall soon be free
Those words of his I will forget
For this is my only escape
For my body to die of old age
But for my spirit
To break free
But I shall remember the man
Who whispered words through these bars for me
That turned in to lies in the end.
So now I wait for my last breath
It wont be long
Before I part.