Caged

A life of hate

An empty space

Sitting alone in my cage

 

My wings held down

From my throat I utter no sound

The sky so far away

 

Perched down low

Waiting for the end of my sorrow

I ache with the longing of flying free

 

From my mouth I no longer sing

Scars on my body from trying to break loose

I realized later on there was no use

 

So I sit here and stare

Out at the magnificent far away sky

 

Waiting

Waiting for the day I’m uncaged and free to fly

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