Four white walls

I am trapped between
Four white walls 
Throwing my hands against
My heart beat 
Tears streaking  
Like a bruise I bore 
For the amusement of life 
Rage and agony I sang 
Low in the howling winds 
Tossed around as my nails
Leave marks in the doorway 
Waiting to fall through the floor 
Only to be restless in the stillness 
Banging furiously I scream;
I'm quite bored of this room 
Where the carpets stained with blood 
The door lays locked and grinning 
These walls close in like lions in the dark 
Leaving me to lay in my agony 
Contemplatively I turn my head to the side 
Waiting for the wind to kiss my cheek 
None came 
I whispered an old song 
Expecting the birds to chirp 
None did 
I dug my teeth into my arm waiting to feel the pain 
I couldn't feel 
Closing my eyes I dreamt of paradise 
Openness I could not comprehend
Dressing my wounds with salt 
Danger embracing me in the arms of a racing heart beat 
No more war and peace 
I will only run into the open mouth 
of escape and adventure
I will die a free woman 
I am trapped in these four white walls
But I will be free one day