A cage is a thing that holds you in
It need not have bars to comply.
It holds you close to smell your fear
And there confined perhaps you die.
I pray for a release that will not come
It leaves me here alone.
Until its time or mine is done
I swear I will atone.
Time is heavy on my hands
I cannot last the day.
Restitution makes demands
Goodbye I think, my turn to pay.