Captivity


I was captured at a young age
Heart filled with pain
Mind filled with rage.
I waited for a chance to break out
But too confused
Filled with fear, flooded with doubt.
After a few years I broke free
Only to be captured again
Locked up, indefinitely.
I never got to fly on my own
In captivity is how I've lived
These walls all I've known.
My children will never see captivity
For they belong to the captor
And he has set them free.

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