A caged bird sings in the darkness
Falling upon deaf ears
Losing feathers from flightless wings
The cover has been forgotten
It stays collecting dust
The caged bird only sees the night
Though the darkness springs imagination
Of soaring above the trees
The darkened song bird
Can almost feel the breeze
The feathers that have fallen
To the bottom of the cage
Are all but forgotten
As the bird floats upon its melody
Living for only for each note
Until the last one is sung
Only then will the caged bird be free
Writing In The Deep 