i feel like i'm locked inside a cage
a wild animal striped of its freedom

i feel like i'm glued together, but falling apart
amputated, but longing for ability

i feel like i'm at a dead end on all four sides

i feel like i'm broken
all my pieces scattered across the floor

someone will see the pieces & clean them up one,
someone will find me aimlessly wandering & guide me,
someone will fix me,
someone will free me from this cage one day, right?

will someone ever see that this body is weakened to the bone & slowing decaying & washing away?
the real question is not will, but when?
when will someone help me escape myself, my mind, this body?

how much longer can i take until i give away?



*(mer)