Feeling Caged?

She was a puppet held in the tight clutches of the chains tied up as a captive? Or a slave? The agitated soul was left deserted in the cage like invisible walls, that was caving her in with shredded remains. Her feet stumped under the wired mess. Ceasing her flight each time she tried. She whined and squalled with tears, That dried up with the … Continue reading Feeling Caged?