An Empty Cage
Some hearts are held in an empty cage
scream with rage
then scar with age
some hearts burn with an eternal flame
play the game
take the fame
some hearts just learn to be
watch and see
wild and free
some hearts are the treasure deep inside
stem your tide
and never hide
some hearts can pulse with love
yet die surrounded by tears
some hollow hearts can echo
sounds of silent fears
So listen to its crazy beat
follow its rhythm and its range
wake up to face a bright new day
and realise every heart can change..
Copyright © Miriam Owens | Year Posted 2013
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