Lockdown 2

Lockdown 2

All alone in this empty house
Theres no one here,its just me
Picture the scene if you will?
It's the loneliest place you could be...
You notice things you've never seen before
All the mark's and scuffs on the wall
The door that's constantly creaking
And the squeaking floor in the hall..

The TV doesnt interest you
It's simply just a background noise
There could be a war about to start
But the TV's just a niggling voice
So you grab yourself a bag of crisps
Followed by a chocolate bar
Then it's on the phone to the Chinese takeaway
A bottle of wine wont be far...

The nights moving slowly like a sloth
Its turned into a lazy old void
The angry voice inside your head
Says, this is exactly what you should avoid
But when the choices are Easties or Corrie
And a carry out take away
A bottle of wine to murder this silence
It's a good way to escape a dull day..

Tomorrow will start all over again
It's just another bloody chore
I'm sick to death of always feeling alone
And I dont think I can take any more?
So I intend to disregard these shackles
I intend to free myself of this curse
I need to escape from my prison cell
If not, it will only get worse....