We are but children, caged in silence unable to speak with no one to listen...
Forced into submission our feelings unheard like the plague that ravages our souls...
Screaming a silent scream slowly drifting toward the turbulent waters of insanity...
The chemicals flow through us like the Nile, distorting our perception of reality...
Creating, turning us into something were not...
Yet there is no escape from this cage, no foreseeable release toward peace...
The past is gone an unabtainable an only the unknowing future remains...
How do we remove these cages from our tattered existance?
We are becoming more, contorting into something never meant to be..
Reality is no more, it has been replaced only with more cages and fear..
We can't see or hear. Fear is filling the vacancy of our souls...
Our voices are no longer decipherable. They have been muted by the very existance of the insanity within..
We are many, we are you, we are me, we are everyone and no one all bundled up in a chaotic ball of fear and uncertaintity..
The key has always been there, only you my love have possessed it an only you can use it..
Free us from these cages and bring us back to one, back to sanity...
Bring us back to love, or curse us to solitude for all time...
The key has always been there and it has always been yours my love..
By Matthew Branton
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