SelfPub: Freedom

She's a dog howled from the basement,
Closed for a hundred door locks,
She cursed you powerless,
Desperate for the will to go out again.
She screamed, cried, whined,
Claws scraped the steel door.
I am so deeply loved,
That could live without light and food.
She was carrying tricky plans,
About your escape dreaming at night.
And knew this day would come,
When I give to drop to my feet.
And I will go to her, I know.
And, unlocking the first lock,
I know for sure that she's alive,
I know you couldn't do that.
We sit at this stupid door
Cheek pressed against the steel at night.
I say, "come", the dog believes
Dog says: "don't betray".
And I will come back to remove the other locks.
Forgive me, my Prince, let me go...
It's even more than family...
She is sad my freedom...