The Cage

I sit here in my mind and soul,

Below me a deep and cavernous hole.

Above me my life forms a thick cage,

Pushing me down, subduing my rage.

Beneath me I hear the echoes of fear,

I will not fall from this ledge I’m on here.

I know that outside of this cage there is light,

I will not give in, will persist and fight.

The cage has many layers of steel,

For each a new emotion I feel.

Some make me angry, some make me sad,

Others are good, but most of them bad.

A few in particular fill me with dread,

Make me wish that I could be dead.