Tired of the endless carousel of pain
Waiting for this ride to end so I can escape
Running free from the shackles of you
The executioner always trying to decide my fate
I scream louder in this cage I’m kept in
They key lost long ago
Symbolizing the sanity, I once had known
Longing for an escape that taunts me in what is left of my mind
Will the ride ever end?
Will the cage ever open?
Will my fate ever be returned to me?
Or am I sentenced to suffer at the hands of you?
©Writing the Rose
©writingtherose.com
Sarah Do
16 July 2020
