I’m trapped!
As I pace back and forth in my cage,
I wondered what I did to deserve such a fate.
A fate that gives me no hope, no pleasure, no freedom.
Freedom to breathe, freedom to live, freedom to be whole.
These bars are cold and binding.
They whisper,
“You have no place to run,
“No place to run,
No place to hide,
No place to go.
You will never be free.”
2 comments
yup ..
We are our own worst enemies.