Liberate me – Release me from my cage. Like the tiger I pace, Snarling Spitting All I want to do is tear at Those inexpressive faces, Peering and probing me With their unfeeling gaze. Their eyes are coal No depth No light Impenetrable. Like some grotesque parody Of living beings they enforce their will With a steel resolve. I need to run Escape God – Help me, release me, Give me the thread And rip me from this labyrinth. But I fear Loneliness, Mediocrity, I could explode with the craving To be another Perfect face, Perfect Body. I want out of this shell of a being. Carve me in alabaster then Leave me to rot, Put the statue on display, A warning to any child Who assumes dreams are reality. To believe in fate is to believe There is a purpose In this mad throng. I refuse to be a puppet in life’s theatre – I play a part in it against my will.
Reason for writing:
The disillusion of the typical Jacobean Tragedy was my main inspiration for this, after reading a quote I liked from Webster's 'Duchess of Malfi'. Sometimes I just felt the need to break out - everyone feels trapped and alone in life sometimes - this was my way of expressing it. Comments and constructive criticism VERY welcome!
Birth sign: Capricorn
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