With sharpened claws
And snarling teeth
Beating the bars
That keep it in place
The longer it is trapped
The more feral it becomes
Until one day
It escapes
Ravaging the captor
Leaving him broken
Running until it is gone
A chronicle of my journey, in poetic phrase for your reading convenience. I'm certainly no Poe or Dickinson, but I do my best. Enjoy!