Crossroads

Today as I burn away the midnight oil

Put afterthought aside and stare at blanks

I wander inwards, cross a road inside my head

Ending up at the crossroads sobriety hasforever feared

I stare at my fingers, I want to see wings

But I see knuckles white from gripping my cage

Eyes fixed at a screen I thought was my outlet

Realising I’m using my guile to ensnare myself

My youth is fading, dreams passing by like clouds

While I look up thinking I’ll float on them someday

One day these white clouds will turn the deepest grey

And rain down, extinguishing the fire raging within

Don’t show me your treasures and white envelopes

Envelopes just envelope me with hatred

Don’t lead me to slaughter with promises

I’ve seen you turn gold into straw

Don’t sell me captivity in the name of freedom

If it’s real freedom, it cannot be sold

You can’t clip wings you have never seen

You can’t gag a voice that never knew existed

You can push my down, but never keep me down

I belong with the birds… I belong with my words.

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