Good Intentions
Surrounded by forces I cannot control
With desire to push through
To the darkness and light as
Burning pulses my soul
Trapped in a space
In a box
Punch through the air
With
Exhausting
Feverish
Intoxicating strength
Gasping for the mighty air streaming down
As it catches my fall
Exiting the shadows
With a leap
And a bound
Of joyous laughter
I was handed
The desire of a new
Has caged me
And I am tied
Happily bound
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