This Supposed Crime

I have spent countless hours planning,
drew pictures, crunched numbers,
the time has come

It's mine to do alone, no one else knows
can't jeopardize all that I have done.
I'm on my own

Break free from captivity, first step.
bars can't deprive souls from escaping,
breathe in fresh air

Find the perfect weapon of destruction,
It's been left untouched since its last mission,
Grab it and go

Anxiety is building now, chewing my heart.
breathing becomes rapid now, getting difficult
At the hard part

Tiptoe silently, let sleeping beasts lie
not time to utilize the weapons power,
Just get through this

At the dreaded mountain, been practicing
Ease down slowly, keeping balance
Don't make any noise

Time for the weapon, secret power unleashed
beam of light streaks like the Godly heavens
Oops, woke the cat

At last at the destination, quite a journey
pull up a chair, climb onto the counter
At the cookie jar

:)