Captive
To protect my freedom,
I will be captive.
Pacing back and forth,
We are left alone.
Trapped inside our cages,
looking at the world from behind glass.
Sleep and eat, that’s all we do.
Descending into a pit,
Of depression and self-pity
We lie around our prisons,
Staring at nothing but air.
We consider the danger,
Standing at our unlocked doors.
Some throw away their safety.
Just to feel in control.
They leave their cells for a while,
Just to be put back in.
But I do not.
The risk is too great.
So, to protect my freedom-
I will be captive.
Will you?
-A.L.Tucker
A.L.Tucker 