Soul in a Bottle

Black rain falls on a purple night
A young heart bleeds;
Yearn to be free;
To be heard-
a heady mixture of pride and anger,
Frustration, sorrow and dreams-
This is the soul of the bound,
The trapped, the caged, the unfree
Imagine-
You are a spirit of light in darkness;
A flame beneath the sea;
An innocent wallowing in guilt;
Then...imagine you are Me-
You......cannot.
For it is my cross to bear
   my pain to enjoy
   my life to endure...
My soul in a bottle.