He Can Beat This

The man is beating himself up again in his head
It ain’t called self-harm but the brain-cells have bled
The man is in prison in his closed boxed home
He ain’t very comfortable at being on his own.

The man can’t escape can’t even open the door
There’s a world and a life that he needs to explore
It’s torture it’s cruel it’s a stare at the clock
He dreams then he screams it ‘I wanna go a walk!’

He needs to understand he can beat this
He needs to be himself and he’ll beat this
His head is a mess and it’s now all a guess…
But give him a chance and he can beat this.
His life is upside down but he can beat this
He’s showed he’s no-one’s clown, he can beat this
His head is a mess and it’s now all a guess…
But give him a chance and he can beat this.

The man for some years now has been locked in his flat
The panic attacks on thinking on seeing his welcome mat
The man is in prison and there is no key
He prays for improvement and when he’ll be free.