No hurt, nor harm can still my breath.

Yet tremble I do from this ache in my heart,

Caused by the fear we'll forever be apart.

For so often it seems when love is at hand,

My fears well up and scream their demands.

Begging to be heard, pleading for reply,

Forging the tears which sting my eyes.

This longing I feel blinds me to all,

Sending me deeper into the caverns of my soul.

Back to the cell, I've built all along,

A cage within a cage I've come to call home.

In this cell of woe I have dwelt too long,

In perpetual darkness, ever seeking the dawn.

Drawn to a shade whispering hot rage,

I peer through the dark at my heart in a cage.

Upon a pedastal of tears, a small cage a top,

My heart lies within, it's beating long stopped.

Broken yet safe in this cell of it's own,

Bars of despair anchored in love turned to stone.

A lifetime it took for this sad place to form,

A refuge from heartbreaks fiery storm.

To hide, to heal until the next time we chance,

To seek salvation in the arms of romance. Yet hope

does not exist in the form of a key. And you are it's holder, if only you'd see

But I'll endlessly hope for the one thing I need,

To win your sweet love and thus be set freed.