Dark Cage

My dark cage in silver glass Allows me to see in the dark For twelve years I tried to run fast But the guardian of my hell mark Caught me and took me in Yanked my feet and blinded my eyes. Tried to be master the tool of a god That never gets rotten nor ever dies I tried to escape million times over, oh lord. I won’t see the mountains nor the blue skies. My cage is dark and make me shy My heart beats and that almost die When the muse is wandering around I feel my sorrow so deep and prefund. In the dark I am only allowed to write In a old and broken notebook and poems born And monster lurks deep in the dark Watching over me while I dare to sleep, I learn. In the dark there is no space for any spark A spark of hope could arise from my fingers But the monster is vigilant and the cage hurts My eyes bleed and hurt My body yells and the voice hurts. But I will be free, you will see. Freedom will come, you will see.