I built my house of stone not sand. These doors of iron, to shield what's bad. Bars on the windows that withstand a blast. Yet the door was left opened and an intruder entered fast. IT entered without hesitation. Disturbed my meditation. I had a grip on life, no exaggeration. But this thing grabbed my arm, and caused my amputation. Your vicious. Blurred my vision. We collide, but I stumbled in the collision. U stood tall. Again we bump heads, and I again fall. You cut the phone line, now how can I call? For help...? how will anyone know if I'm fine? Then you cut the lights. I can't see, so u took my sight. Left me hopeless. You took over, I'm homeless. You made this place your own, I've been outcasted. Your strength is causing my weakness, I'm surprise of how long I've lasted. I submit, to you I succumb. I knew it would be this way, till the last beat of the drum.