Rusty Cage Poem by Jared Bradford

The epitome of epiphany
Trying to realize just what has gottan into me
Why I let her inside
She smiles like the enemy
In my own mind
The imagery I had
Loaded me with misery
So much anger I believe
It could orchestrate a symphony
For so long wishing sympathy
Hoping maybe someone would help me
But nobody really gave a care that I was melting
Never sat back to clearly see
I should have just self helped me
Still a mystery who's missing me
The old me, see
This growing up thing led me to believe
That 99% of people will deceive
At least that's what it seems
I'm honestly done talking sentimentally
It's all bullsh*t
No way that you were loving me
It was trickery
I doubt that you're even sick of me
You have the best parts?
So I grab back my heart, wounds blistering
Back to try and crack me open again?
You have got to be kidding me.
You don't have to say get rid of me
I get it see
Leaving you makes me that much more free
Cause currently I feel like I'm in a rusty cage
The bars will easily break
Just a matter of when I want to finally escape.