Trapped

Sitting here on a a day like today
Makes me want to rattle the bars of this cage.
To be kept in the office
Out of the cold brittle sun,
Makes me want to cry out loud.

I want to break out of this place,
Go walking in the sun.
To see my breath misting the air
The wind blowing around me.

I need to feel the pulse of the earth
As the season changes to winter.

But instead I sit at my desk
Staring out the window,
Wishing I were free.