Out

I know what I need,

I need out.

Once I can leave here,

And live for myself,

All will be clearer.

Then I can have the toy,

If nothing else.

I can keep the toy,

And continue to play with it.

After all it is mine,

So it has pledged.

I do so want to play again,

It washed away all the pain,

The sadness for at least a time.

Filled the emptiness with something,

A reason for living.

Yes,

When I can get out,

And leave this life behind,

Things will be better.