Unchained

Boiling water
breaks my skin
I scream,
then I'm alone again

Sticks and stones
and open wounds
Break my bones
yet flowers bloom

Roots run deep
and rivers flow
From eyes that weep
and souls that glow

Rip through flesh
with frozen trees
Shallow breaths
and new disease

A mind infected,
black with mold
But underneath
a cage of gold

A cage I built
with my own hands
Breaking free,
my lungs expand

The earth and sky
always monochrome grey
bleed vivid colors
as I fly away