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Caged
There are things that live inside me in the dark, depths of my soul. Things to hideous to mention, things I hope no one ever comes to know. They haunt my dreams while I'm alseep and they make me wake with fright, they make everyday a battle, an endless struggle I must fight. I have tried, in vain, to expel them, to cast them from my side, but time and time again they find some corner or some crevice in which to hide. At times I've thought I was free to live a peacefull life, but then they appear to cause suffering, pain, and strife. So with lock and key, padlock and chain, and iron doors they're bound. So in the dark depths where no one ventures, they still linger round. Everyday I struggle to keep them locked deep within their cell, but sometimes they find a weakness in their prison and then proceed to raise some hell. So once again, I capture them and return them to their cage, and they growl and scratch at me and stare at me with eyes so full of rage. Ever vigalent I must stay until they are gone and be free to live my life and peacefully carry on.
