Self Cage

Lamentation of an unforgiven heart

What makes me howl

The boiling on my brow

The grinding of my teeth

The squashing of my fist

The rumblings of my guts

What makes me howl

It was a journey I disobeyed to go on

Friends warned me but his charm was strong

His honey lip was bitter

His gentle touch was harsh

What makes me howl

His cordial hands thrust my heart with a knife

I was alone with him in the dark

The isolation I created bit me hard

And I prayed for my time before him

What makes me howl

Now that I am the sun and he is the moon

I can’t feel the sunshine still

The scars of his touch

And the death of his kisses still hunt me

What makes me howl

Every day I keep waiting

Waiting for a jailbreak

In a cage where I am

Who has the key

Why should I howl

His grip on me was never broken

I’m away from him yet holding him

In my heart, he takes the space

Don’t let him go! My heart screams

Why should I cry

I wish to jail him

But I was the one in the cage

To hold him I cage me

To let him go or to set me free

I gave him too much power over me

It’s time to open my self cage

It’s hurt to let his hurt go

But it’s sweeter to set me free