The Nocturnal Journal

Free?

How can you break free
When the bars are too strong?
How can you fly
When you're watching them cut your wings, feather by feather?
Is being free only in dreams my destiny?
The joy used to be my strength
But it gave up on me
It left me alone
And now, I am falling down this deep, dark hole
Alice reached a wonderland
I wonder
Is there an end to this
How long am I going to keep falling?
My hope, it turns to hopelessness
And happiness to sorrow
Am I going to hit my head
And bleed to death?

Ha! I knew it was too good to be true
This is my reality
This is my life
Live and die
Not meant for anything more

-Rachel Alice