The sounds of respiration and desperation cloud my ears
The anger clouds my eyes
But I can't see, it's dark
Too dark to feel
Too dark to heal
Too dark to control
Just black
I have questions but am afraid of the answers
The strong cage around my heart slowly becomes more confined
I can't escape, the gaps between the bars are too small
Too small, even, for the nimble fingers of love to reach through and comfort me
