Ribbon

This ribbon is binding you and I For it entraps us in this cage The colour is flying through the sky Its glaring crimson in glorious rage The fact that you broke a lasting dream That you were not wanting to waken too The ribbon is ripping from every seam Surrounded in a hue of blue Kicked across the road into the gutter The ribbon is covered in filthy dirt Fallen in the chaos of this sick clutter Crawling with ground knees that hurt Its complimentary to orange now As the jaded green shines bright Sitting here I shall wonder how Whilst times move through the night Can I escape to which I am bound? Furthermore do I wish to try Pick the ribbon from the ground And let the multi-colours fly