The Cage

I'm so pathetic. I don't know where to go, but I try to move on anyway. That's useless and stupid, but I suppose it's my human nature. 1

Every time I try again to escape this cage. Hurt my head, every time I try to break free... It feels like I get a breach. But I keep trying. 2

There is little light. It's night, a night with a deep purple sky and a small moon. There is not much to see here, but I know the surroundings so well, that I know what's where without seeing anything. 3

I don't remember for how long I've been in this cage. My memories start in this prison. 4

It's not cold, and neither it's hot. The weather never changes... Day and night pass, thread to a chain of hours that never seems to end. 5

At night I try to remember detaills of the environment, the trees, palmtrees... My prison seems to be in the middle of some kind of jungle. The paths, some leaves on the ground... A bird watching me. 6

Sometimes I'm afraid, when a snake or a lion passes. But when I'm afraid I seem to be free for a while (it's only my imagination but at least I feel free for a moment. I have never been free, really). 7

I was born here and here I'll die. Too bad I haven't done so yet. But there is nothing here to make the process go faster, too bad. 8

Sometimes when I get lost in my thoughts, the bars seem to dissapear. I want to walk one of the roads, but I only hurt my head again. I want to be free so deeply that I fool myself sometimes. 9

I lay down on the sand again. Try to ignore the feeling that makes me want to run into the grate. I want to escape, but there is no way out. 10

There is no road I can go, though I want to move on so badly. I don't understand, why can't I, why am I not allowed to? Why am I locked up like this, what have I done wrong? 11

I try to break free again, but of course I fail. The cage is too strong. I want to break down in tears, but I can't... The moon drunk all of my tears, I dried out. 12

Nothing, there is noting. 13

No way out, nothing inside me but that itching, aching, uncomprehensible wish for freedom. 14

I'm locked in this cage, I don't know why, I don't know how to get out. 15

I don't know anything. 16

Nothing imprisoned me.17