Time Does Pass
Time does pass however slow
around the clock the hours go.
The days drift by the night returns
and deep inside my heart still yearns for freedom.
However many days go by
I watch the sun traverse the sky.
The sleepless nights are filled with pain
and in my heart I long again for freedom.
I've been a long time waiting
I count the hours each day
and in my heart each morning
I turn to God and pray for freedom.
But although I believe I deserve it
and am sure that I'm perfectly sane
within these walls that surround me
my illness has a name
with 'symptoms' that stop me progressing
into the world outside
and though I pray
for the doors to open
I'm still counting the day's I've cried