CAGED

Past revelations,

Future sins,

I am that bridge you'll see in-between,

A dejected man,

bound to the fetters of his broken memories,

Letting her decide my fate

and what remains of me,

Serenity,

Composure,

I am a bearer of none,

A sullen soul,

Confined to his unvaried thoughts,

Like fireflies locked in glass jars,

Dehydrated. Malnourished.

Wondering if I'll ever drink from Hope's fountain once more,

If I'll ever dine at her tables,

And give grace to her for letting me share these stories in foreign lands,

But deep down I know my truth,

There is no escape beyond these walls,

That in death alone can I find true solace.