Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of its characters
Summary: A poem of how John is keeping Sam trapped in the life of hunting. This is my first Supernatural poem. I'm not very good at writing poems, but I thought I would try.
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
My life is often filled with darkness
An endless parade of pain and despair
What next will happen is any body's guess
I'm struggling to survive in this waking nightmare
My brother Dean is a beacon of light
He picks me up whenever I fall
He's shown me how to love, he's taught me how to fight
If I'm upset or in trouble, it's him I call
My dad, however, is a different story
He doesn't care what I feel or think
I drowning and dying, and he just doesn't see
Beneath the waves I soon will sink
Hunting consumes my entire world
But I constantly searching for another door
A better life through which I will hurtle
This life I won't live forever more
I talk to my brother, and he seems reluctant
To let me out of his protective hold
But he knows on this I am so hellbent
He's willing to let me off on my own
When I try to talk to my dad about this
His face becomes hardened and his eyes light on fire
He says it's my duty and calls me selfish
From this job I shall never retire
He's keeping me trapped with no way out
He doesn't understand that he's smothering me
He'll never see, though, there's no doubt
He doesn't understand that I just want to be free
I reach out but no one holds out a hand
I'm suffocating so and my body is weak
I cry out as loudly as I possibly can
But no one ever seems to hear me