Trapped

I am a caged animal.  Trapped.  In a cold, empty, dreary box, no way out, I'm stuck.  I'm scared.  I can't get warm.  People are near, I hear them but they can't see me.   In my mind, lost in a haze of despair and sorrow, I stare blankly.  In my body, bound in by pain.  Every day, every day. The same, sad, strange day.

If I could have a day go my way, the torment in my mind would flee, I'd be free to be the unaltered, intended me.  My body would be released and I would leave. My heart and hope would put me on a plane soaring through the blue, to a real life deserved , back to you.