Caged

Time in a cage
with a toddlers brain
Corpses speeding
down the fast lane

Straining,
complaining
it’s sad when your own madness
becomes entertaining

Rumbling through cabinets
trying to find a clue
The house feels like a prison
and my brain a barren womb

Majestic... symmetries in the air
Glowing, flowing then disappear

Dripping, alternating, pulsating emotions
Seemingly breaking out of here
but always just leading back to the middle
of nowhere

Days hang lazily
Dreams are recollections
of a painful submission

Love isn’t just dead
It was murdered
By all of us
But none of us care

Forgive me
Forgive us

I've had enough