Cracks in the window

Distorted reflection

Lost in my mind

With little protection

Should have been easy

To scream out the pain

Thousands of words

Just written in vain

Clawing my throat

Tearing my hair

Crying for freedom

Free from their lair

Years have gone by

Teasing their words

Bereft of all meaning

Yet still full of hurt

What would I do

If they opened the door

Try to be strong

But nothing is sure

So I gaze out the window

My world through the cracks

Reach for the future

Without looking back.