Caged

Rising on wings of sorrow.

Holding back endless rage.

I'd rather die today, than live another tomorrow,

of a dismal life in this cage.

My song has long since ended,

but the notes still echo in my mind.

My heart longs to be lifted,

my eyes, to see, once more, my kind.

In the darkness, i feel nothing,

i am past all fear.

I can't even begin hoping,

my freedom is nowhere near.

Depression fills my soul,

I can not even cry.

Tonight, death is my only friend, my goal.

Only then can my wings soar again on wind and sky.