a story, i wrote once when i was kind of depressed... it's title: Caged cages

Locked up bird, in a rusted cage

Cries on and on till it's voice is dead

I sit in this cage, with two other cages

Pointlessly and aimlessly

This cage is my room

My room that has me imprisoned

My room that made me want to die

Aimlessly getting up

And pointlessly falling asleep

My dreams

My stories

My emptiness

Are everything i have

But one day

One day i will say goodbye

And no one will ever hear..

My dying words

From this empty cage, trapping two more cages