Part 2
Cage
I am in a cage of my own making.
With every hesitation, with every bad decision –
I lose sight of a future that could have been.
Now the time has run out, and I want to go back.
Go back what?
To the self that put me here in the first place?
No way back, no way ahead
I will just stay in this Cryostasis, my crisis.
Things will move along, and I will always sleep
because being awake is too frightening.
The clock, it ticks, won't wait
So I will shut the gate to my emotions,
Closed off and safe.
