Her cage

My Poor Heart




My poor heart is caught,
in an open cage
to scared to step past the bars that have been wrought
to keep out the rage


My heart is caught
stuck in a cage
with its door swung open
to scared to fly free



But just let her be,
she'll come out to see,
just how great it really can be,
to soar free,


Free from her prison,
alone no more,
she  is meant to be free,
if only she would see,


One day she will,
my poor little heart,
will step from the bars,
and into the light,
to spread her wings,
and finally take flight,


One day she'll be free of all the rage,
that has been born from years inside her cage.