Cannot breathe…
I’m a prisoner,
Trapped in this life.
A butterfly caught
In this artificial Web.
They call it home –
This box –
This Dollhouse.
It is my jail.
I can only exist
Through these words
Shinning
On the screen
You’re staring at…
I am free here,
I speak my mind
With clarity
And honesty…
I summon you here
To embrace me,
Kiss away my tears,
And curve a smile
On this scored heart.
Bring it to life
With your pulse..
Surge through this body…
Break away all bars.
Let me fly,
Forever free…
© A Furious Child
