Freedom.

I'm trapped in a box that can't be burnt A vacuum, surrounded with nothing but dust Smoke itched and stung my eyes But I couldn't leave; cause the box would not budge I struggled pushing and pulling Trying to leave; to gain my bearing But the possibility had been zeroes to nothing. After so much fighting; the door cracked open A voice dark and hollow called out to me It gave me the chills; but i had to be free Following the voice I walked forward A tunnel stood before me; dark and endless I worked forward hopeless Cause to hope was pain I walked deeper and deeper into the darkness Groping around with not sense of direction The deeper I went the lonelier I felt The darker the tunnel got the darker my heart became I was turning to someone I didn't know I felt my life sipping out of me At the brink of death I cried out to the one I knew would come And he did; for a light out of oblivion did shine He walked up to me and hugged me And suddenly I felt the vacuum in my heart fill And I wept; for the love I felt trapped me Not in a box; but in life so wonderful and I couldn't help but be free.