Locked away in his cage
He turns off the lights
He’s finally lost his will to fight
He’s ready to let his soul take flight

In his hand gleams a knife
A tool for him to take a life
He’s swallowed whole by inner strife
Locked away in his cage

Locked away in his cage
He draws the blade across his arm
A trail of blood, a red alarm
A display of sick self-harm

The black bird flies overhead
His body goes limp on the bed
And with his darker half finally dead
He walks away from his cage