So How Are You Coping?

I feel

me

wanting to break

free

like a rainbow

or burst of colour

oil pastels onto a page

unlock cage

doors

are being thrown wide

open

while windows never cease in closing

I don't want to stagger out and fall

I want

to fly through and

score my goals, achieve my dreams

I'm fed up of falling apart at the seams

I fear

that I'll fade away

and be forgotten

or worse

live in bitterness and

become rotten

I wish

you knew these things.

Maybe, someday,

I'll tell you my secrets

face-to-face

but

only when

you

are in another place.