SOUL IN A BOTTLE

Black rain falls on a purple night

A young heart bleeds;

Yearn to be free;

To be heard-

a heady mixture of pride and anger,

Frustration, sorrow and dreams-

This is the soul of the bound,

The trapped, the caged, the unfree

Imagine-

You are a spirit of light in darkness;

A flame beneath the sea;

An innocent wallowing in guilt;

Then...imagine you are Me-

You......cannot.

For it is my cross to bear

my pain to enjoy

my life to endure...

My soul in a bottle.