Free Cee Caught In a Bear Crap

CAUGHT IN A BEAR CRAP The following is what is mutilating my mind I was not designed to be confined Freedom is no longer free for me It comes at a cost and too great a fee My psyche wasn’t cut out to be trapped While my coherent thoughts are being sapped I’m like a maple tree with no sap to tap And freedom, for me, has become a trap My leg is caught in the jaws of a snare And days of delight have now become rare I could chew off my leg but I’d still be ensnared While it is with pity to which I am paired If I cannot escape from this trap I will die And when someone swears I am free they lie I am a demon deemed by the devil’s device And that’s why freedom for me comes at too great a price ©2012….copyright PHREEPOETREE A~free cee!~