Prison Break

I traveled in darkness for over two years.
I sweat and I toiled in my own damaged fears.
Then I found out that I was only a disposable drone.
Imprisoned like a slave in my very own home.

I remember those days like they were just yesterday.
There I sat in my cell a drugged mess wasting away.
It was the highlight of my life as a foolish teen.
Until my saviors arrived in black masks and gasoline.

Everything was hazy and my brain was fried.
And just then my rescuers woke me up inside.
They told me who I was and detoxified my senses.
Told me to keep running and to jump the fences.

I reached my sanctuary but took one last look at my former prison.
I set ablaze that dreadful place and watched as the flame had risen.
With closure I turned around -- again I started to run.
For now my slavery is over -- now is the time for fun.