Searching For Paradise

I am alone.
I am in a cage of sorrow
surrounded by titanium bars
unwilling to bend.

overheating like the sun is in my chest.

I have so much to say,
but, my mouth is sewn shut.

My eyes are closed.
In my mind I see trees.

Then, I am not trapped inside a cage.
I am in the woods
Plotting my escape.


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