Glass Cage

The desire to scream my way out had enticed,
Countless attempts to evade, failed.
This glass maintained the exhibit,
The exposure relentless.
No escape, no escape, no escape.

The bloody screams echoing,
Or the dead silence within.
The fears, desires, torture.
Nothing invaded, nothing released.

The constant thrum,
A harsh reality.
In the tick of a time bomb,
No comforts were held.
Never stopping for a breath.
Echo, echo, echoing.

The throb of a headache.
Consequence for endless screams.
The glass was built strong,
The glass was built thick.
Nothing invaded, nothing released.

The sunlight would come,
The sunlight would burn,
The glass would assure.
How could we endure?
Suffer, Suffer, Suffering.

But then,
How did she know?
How did she hear?
She invaded this illusion,
Gifted glorious liberation.
She released me with this love.
The glass shattered in form around,
Bits of glass reflected in the sunlight,
Like the stars of night shone brightly in day,
Like sea glass,
Shards of the rainbow in glittering in disarray.

Each day we were on display for everyone to see,
But she released me, she released me.
From your glass cage, I was imprisoned.