Fishbowl Perspective

I feel it spreading, The crack. It started small. A tiny scratch. With every hit, It spread again. I scream as I feel the water leak. Soundless words I cannot speak. But you don't give up, You don't relent. With one large hit, My will is spent. You broke right through my glass facade. I could not believe that god, Would answer me for what I prayed. But as my sight began to fade, I set aside my ghastly rage, At least you freed me from my cage.