My Cage

Locked in a prison with no file,
An agoraphobic exile
Misplaced in a world that's a stage.
I rattle the bars of my cage.

A leper locked away alone,
Becoming feral on my own.
With tears of frustration and rage,
I rattle the bars of my cage.

I write to reclaim sanity,
What's left of it inside of me.
Words scream silent upon the page.
I rattle the bars of my cage.


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