Trapped inside her soul
she finds
Her thoughts are locked inside
her mind
And she can’t find the key

All these words
That she can’t find
Are the only things
That could possibly
set her free

All the fear
That hides the truth
Forages the silence indeed
That works to keep the soul in chains

The truth may set you free, my dear
But freedom has a price, I fear.

© 2011 Sarah Jane