You make this eerie sound in the darkness. A sound of fingernails caressing metal bars. The undertones of your searching soul.
You pace back and forth counting those bars. 11, 15, 20..hopelessly glaring, wondering. It just won’t end.
You touch the rusty unlocked door and flinched. Hot flared metal kissed your skin. Another step back to the corner of your cage.
Your cage, created by love. Your cage, bred by fear. Your cage, spawned by hate. Your cage, built for your dreams to stay as dreams.
Confused as one can be, you opened that door. Horrified you could have been to find another. You clenched your chest as you realized the infinite cages you are in. These metal bars the world can’t see that turned to be your reality.