DEFENDER'S RAP

• Sitting alone in this echo chamber, surrounded by the scent of gas
• A canary trapped in an iron box, hearing the gears as the minute's pass
• His heart was frozen solid, no matter how they chipped hopin' for his skin to crack
• Jail-house visitations, in every situation, felt he was putting fists to glass, he couldn't relax
• Taking detours to avoid the masses, fingers clenched tight in both annoyance and sadness
• She had locked down his emotions for so long
• He eloped with the madness within his soul, he was so gone
• When the two became one, he crafted the mesh between them
• When she appeared in front of the crowds for his shows, you could almost half expect to see him
• Demon tracks racing up and down his arms, where the needle would choose to meet him
• Until his flesh turned pallid, and all the malice inside chose to greet him, well above the surface
• Undertow pulling him down into the deep abyss, Mariana's Trench where he was carried by currents
• Though he was nervous from the disturbance, he slipped beyond the defensive deterrents
• Breaking the plane of the water's silence, he heard nothing that would leave him encouraged
• He felt no bravery, only a broken heart with jagged edges
• To get every point across, he stumbled into his bag of ideas where his last regrets lived