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Pax Aug 2016
I was the bird in a cage
who never got to fly freely,
too domesticated to even
fly away
on its own.
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Ryan Hoysan Aug 2016
How are you?
I never thought this **** question would be so difficult.

I'm fine, I tell you
As I quickly try to
Change the subject.
.... I always asked you to tell me the truth about how you felt, but I just don't want to cause a problem.

I'm really not fine I say,
I'm really not ok
As I try not to be too blunt.

I want to tell you the truth
No matter what happens.
..... You always told me the truth
About how you felt,
But I just don't want to be the problem.

How are you?
I never thought that question would bring tears to my eyes.

Whoever said
"The truth will set you free"
Is a ******* fool.
The truth is its own cage. I've got a lot to think about and worry about. That doesn't mean I'm against talking to anyone. Feel free to message me.
MsAmendable Jul 2016
Open the doors and purge
The stream of bleary people
A flood, pressing for escape
The eternal escape
And fighting the belated urge
To run
From your perspective this cage may look like a home,
But on the inside it looks like a prison,
Sometimes you let me out,
And in those moments I actually feel like a bird,
Sometimes I spread my wings to feel the wind,
And in those moments I can pretend I'm flying,
I dream of soaring away from here,
But you clipped my wings a long time ago,
I know why the caged bird sings,
Because maybe someone will hear it's cries,
Maybe someone will try to save it,
I just hope they aren't too late.
congratulations on this special day

remembering the gain of freedom
from unjust monarchy
after hard struggles for democracy
and universal human rights

we also need to be aware
of new dependencies and tyrannies
that have since come among us quietly
and with deceptive lures of easy lives and riches
of glamor  reputation  millions of virtual followers
& other such amenities
try to persuade us that these are the only goals of our lives

the most decisive loss of independence
is when we do no longer feel its absence
and happily embrace the bars of our golden cage
Adam Wayne Terry Jun 2016
sometimes
the heart
well it fails
not for lack of trying
more an improper belonging
or not belonging
although it always knew
the pain
it was a clue
love is a fool
filled with hope
but left alone
unlike the mind
that strengthens in solitude
hidden behind the eyes
in the cavity of a cage
the heart
it waits
and rots away
Pauline Morris Jun 2016
There's a fire in my eyes, and my fangs are about to show
You think I'm sweet and timid, not a mean bone in my body
But there are sides of me you just don't know
For within this aged body, lies a monster full of rage
He's only there to protect me from what people do and say
I'm afraid after what you are doing he is rattling his cage
If he breaks free I'm  scared what he might do
He has no heart, so no words can make him fall apart, no deed can break him down
You think I'm weak for my kindness that I have shown to you
Now I'm asking you to pay your part, give me what you owe
Or I'll unlock the cage and fling wide open that **** rusty door
So he can stomp your ***, kick you out of my life, making you happy he finally let you go
timothy May 2016
You will never know what true freedom is,
Till you have been caged by your own consciousness.
Freedom is precious. Don't let it go.
Holly Nicole May 2016
Bang bang bang
Against the cage and the restraints
Aching to be free
To jump beyond the limits
Bang
For no good reason
For bad reason
Do not
Bang bang
I said no
Do not care
Do not jump to action
Bang bang bang
There is no reason
To feel these feelings
Not for some.... Thing
Like this one
Bang bang
Against the cage
Reeling, still feeling
For no good reason
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