I am…
Enfeebled,
Trapped,
A rat in the dull iron cage
Of my own deranged
Certainty…

Within those bars, though,
A rapture has come…
Calm being set aside,
For a moment,
In the face of raw Desperation…
And the dull, steel control
I based Life around…
Cracking within the dim light
Of a new Heart,
A new cage…
A new day.

Within those bars,
Something…new.
My past, the scarring
Damning shelter of lies and
Endless torturous torment…
Became a lost memory,
Giving way, finally,
To this present,
And to, perhaps,
A new future.

Within those bars…
I chose to stay,
With the key of freedom
Within my two hands,
I simply sat…smiled,
Knowing that I have
Forever to go that way now.

I am…
Perfected,
Polished,
A prisoner of nothing,
Sitting now within
This bright gold box
Awaiting my turn at
Forever.