Caged Bird

just a short one i wrote

This ragged rope burning the edges of my wrists.
Legs shaking from the blood-shed gashes and slits.
So take me as your slave, and treat me as your drug.
Use me to touch happiness and other things wondrous.
Release the holding of leg muscles, only to fall soundless.
Joints ache while bones crumble; all coming to a feat. This.
Touching the aura they call perfection. This hopeless dream.
Sadness slowly floods the only space available for such things.
The joy once experienced of a caged bird. It simply and humbly sings.
Freedom from the loneliness. Freedom from the loneliness it brings.

Author's Note

the font actually messed up the slant that was supposed to be there lol...

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

A very philosophical write... freedom can be a blessing and a curse, very well spoken.

[Bhavya Kaushik]

What a beautiful metaphor!
I simply loved it, short but still so powerful.
Great piece of writing.

[Amanda]

nicely done, Austin....Freedom is the most powerful key....

Amanda

[Elizabeth Thief]

It's very powerful and a great piece. Bravo!!!!

[The DuchessPoet]

Your words:
Freedom from the loneliness. Freedom from the loneliness it brings.

Freedom, the freedom from a poets cry!
I hear you, my talent, I hear your cry!

very well done...
very well writen!