Friday, August 17, 2018

Outside Night

by D. Sager (writer), In the wind, December 25, 2011

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The prison I was in was a cage of my own design

Step out of the dark and see what beauty awaits you outside night,

I’m hiding in this darkness for so long

I don’t remember light.

I thought I would open a window and see

What’s outside night.

But on the glance of what should be hope,

I was blinded by the ray.

I never knew light would cause me

To know such vivid pain.

But its warmth had a touch and a

Sight of what could be,

I was still scared by the pain of knowing

I really wasn’t free.

The prison I was locked in is

A cage of my own design.

Only I could use a key of faith

One had left for me to find.

Breaking the hardened seal

Of my sepulchered life,

I blinked back tears at

What's outside night.

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D. Sager is a writer for BrooWaha. For more information, visit the writer's website.
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