Hope

I am trapped and I am helpless.
You have me bound tight
With no hope of escape.
My hands are slippery with blood
Wounds are harsh on my arms
Bruises cover me head to toe.
But though my physical being is hurt
You have not touched my mind.
My sanity is complete
My mind is alight with hope.
But you are oblivious.
You have no idea
Of my secret happiness
My plans,
My aspirations.
And I know this:
I will escape
I'll stretch my arms,
And my legs.
I will rediscover myself
And I will heal.
Then I will fly
I'll gaze upon the land below
I will pass through the clouds
And I will soar above mountains
Free of this darkness
I will learn to live again
The sun will warm me
And I shall be safe forever.
And you will never touch me.
Now.
My body aches.
And I am, in a way,
Dead.
Black smothers me.
But in the hurt
In the shadows
I hope.