from time to time i peer out of
the steely cage bars
i run my fingers over
the rough and aged scars
allow myself to breathe
look around at my enclosure
try to effortlessly
keep my composure

everyone is trapped here
isn't it true?
everyone has a mess
they've stumbled into
but perhaps mine is bigger
not to be taken lightly
my room needing to be studied
daily and nightly

but that can't be true
for people have it worse!
they are truly caged
locked up for the worse
their damage so grave
never to be reversed

my room is quite nice
come to think of it
it is perfect and familiar
nothing to omit
for I built it myself
decorated it so
I’ve planted flowers here
and watched them grow

and so i sit
and sit
and sit

but my body is almost taken
the kind calm voice
on the verge of breaking
the shadows they scare
and it turns only to night
the panels so high
they block all that is bright

but the walls are comforting
with their height and all
i don't try to climb them
for what if I will fall
they are all i know
what's beyond them i fear
could it be better
than this place
I've come to know dear?

and if it is better
and i truly get out
leave this place
running pace
for a superior route
someone new will enter
move all my things
everything shifted
the thought of it stings
for things will be lost
when you move it around
better to keep it in place
all safe and sound

but in this space the lack of air
gets so severe
i do not wish to know
how long i’ve been here

Who would lock me up?
I wonder aloud
the answer looming
like a water soaked cloud

I try to pick the lock
bang on the doors
but it only gives my hands
blistering sores

In this moment of entrapment
I look around for help
but I am alone
unheard goes my yelp

as I throw my hands up
tired from defeat
the key lay on the floor
next to my very two feet