Caged love

At the far end of my journey, i see a man

he looks away with my fate in his hand

i am almost there for i turned twenty six

my young life stolen old for someones sick fix

how free am i, for i am never free

i’m afraid for whereto this pain leads me

in my isolated mute my screams deafens

i can hardly hear my thoughts, as my glass heart shatters

my voice has been blocked by my window’s rain

can a love so titanic endure this much pain?

i am handled in this cage like a human beast

but whom treats with abuse has love the least

where to from here? as the man disapears

will my fate be love for the rest of my years?




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