Caged During A Storm

I'm feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders. I'm feeling the weight of the heaviest boulders. Trying to stay sane in this trap laid before me. The trap was my safety before the storm. Oblivious to the warning signs, I did not care. Oblivious to the rising winds I did not worry. How could error happen? I always land on my feet. I wallow in my disbelief. My mistake was the cage. The storm is here destroying everything in its path. Its headed my way. Will I survive this trap? Only time will tell? Well.... I'm running out of time. Will I go quietly or will I make this storm mine?