The crack in the cage
reveals the existence
of imprisonment.
Slivers of light illuminating
the ever present darkness.
Gripping with
calloused fingers
bloody from
Carefully tending the gaping
holes of betrayal
Lifting stones
like thousand-pound weights
from each shoulder
with frail, pale arms
heavily burdened from deceit.
Innocent bystander
all along
too blind to see
waiting for the keys to Freedom
that were always within me.
