Where Some are Home, Others are Lost.
Where simple, quiet, & comfortable are expected,
some can not sit, can not breathe.
The night calls to him.
Danger becomes simple, noise calming, movement soothing.
He must be free!
Forcing stillness upon his body,
he tears it apart.
He becomes like the prey he can not chase.
Allowing the simple, quiet to eat him.
His soul writhes inside of his stillness.
This all-but great cat suffers silently.
He was never meant to be caged.
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