A Crystal Chalice

These feelings inside,
I contain.
These voices inside,
crying in vain.
I can't turn them off,
and the world looks at me...
So I project myself,
as what I want to be.

Stuck in this crystal chalice;
caught and looking out.
I can't break my mind's confines,
and so I'll do without.
A prison made of beauty,
but I can't break the walls.
Even if I wanted to,
I'd have to lose it all.

As I float around and ponder,
and think about the past...
The voices, again, are taunting me;
Just how much longer can my soul last?
I hope someone will come along,
and free me from outside.
Shatter this prison I built myself,
destroying all these lies.

But I'm the one with the chisel,
and I tap only to hear...
A sound through the eternal silence
to shatter some of my fear.
The voices are getting louder now,
the crystal begins to cloud.
Furious now, they're in my head;
and so I scream out loud.

Beg for mercy as the crystal goes opaque,
lost now and locked within.
The voices are screaming at me...
I guess I let them win.
The chisel is useless now;
my chalice is of steel.
I cannot break out on my own,
alone I cannot heal.

And so I cry one last time,
before I am to die...
The chalice I built has closed forever,
killing me inside.