Trapped.
Exposed, naked and ice cold.
Thick iron bars restrict me,
Cage me.
A bright world,
Just past the tips of my fingers.
The sun, illuminates all.
Yet, I am chained in shadows.

Scared.
Anxious, nervous, but eager,
To break out and explore but,
My cage,
A structure,
Supported by eroding bars,
Is home, my own brittle bones,
Protecting me from collapse.

Safe.
Shielded, and protected.
Rejection, heartbreak and loss,
Kept safely outside a barricade I’ve built,
Around my heart.
Whose fortress walls are,
Too tall, too thick and too strong,
For swift arrows to breach,
And pierce my tender breast.