Please don’t take me
to the dungeons beneath your throne.
Don’t make me call your darkness
my new home.
love the warmth of sunlight,
scents of blossoming spring air.
I beg you let me find my
way back there.
make me your prisoner.
In your caves I cannot breathe.
My soul was meant to soar, please
set me free.
chain me by my ankle
and I’ll rest within the trees.
Let me think I’m free, even if it’s