Cage

M.E.M.

Cold metal,

fused together.

Hinges hold an opening.

 

But it does not answer to you.

The master,

the hand that which holds the key,

 

You mustn’t fear,

I keep you safe within here.

Its metal surrounds you, yes.

But for your safety.

 

I hold none against their will.

Be free to leave—

Wait. Not yet.

You are safer in there.

 

Do not chance fate,

for you are special to me.

As I said I hold none against their will.

Come and go as you please,

but just

Not

Yet.

 
  • Author: M.E.M. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 7th, 2017 08:26
  • Comment from author about the poem: Object-based poem
  • Category: Gothic
  • Views: 28
  • Users favorite of this poem: Adadsy
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Comments4

  • Tony36

    Great write

  • Louis Gibbs

    Diabolical and chilling write, M.E.M.!

  • FredPeyer

    Love your poem. How many times have we been told by parents, teachers, people in power, governments: It's for your own good. Is it really?

  • Adadsy

    Enthralling read



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