I’m never really sure if the cage is designed to keep us in, or keep us out. To keep the darkness out, and the monsters in.
Everywhere I look, I see the reminder: you don’t belong/this is not for you/you’re too late/too old/too different/not different enough.
And if you listen to the silence long enough, it will scream back at you – a million memories piercing the now at the speed of light, dragging up old ghosts, past sins and lost chances.
I can never forget.
The cage is real.
I know, because I built the cage.
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