Empty Cage

Paint my soul on the page

but where does it get me

a locked up heart, without a key

a vacant cell, this empty cage

Bare my heart, it lets out a beat

then it breaks free, running from me

scared to be seen, no reason to be

my words remain, just tears on the sheet

Spill my thoughts on the screen

vent my hopes and my dreams, all the fears inbetween

every wish that I've had, all the good and the bad

I write them up to be seen, all the things that make me

this empty heart, locked in a distant shell

just waiting for the jailer to unlock the cell

Thanks For Reading,
Peace & Love.
Kyle.