caged   { Inspired by  The Marcus De Sade: Box}

If I charge forward maby I can escape but it would take me to charge forward with out extending my legs,
this cage is'nt  your ordinary prison,
It's fixed to replay every twisted mistake,
Every wish that you make that's to distant,
With two windows you'd think a ray of light would
Give you a break it don't it mimicks everything that
Lives in the cage displaying every instant as vivid as day I lash at each lash,  mentally strain it won't budge so I continue living inslaved my hour glass soaked the sweat expended from pain turning sand to mud in a minuteless maze, if only I could live through this cage with out my thoughts feelings or self imagine getting in the way, I'd live peacefully