Thursday, June 13, 2013

Thursday Poem: Chained

Perfect that today you're gray
It's OK to feel this way
When things are gray.

Most things stand so still
I can hide away
when it's still

Wonder how you got someplace
until you remember why you left
a road to someplace else
you've yet to find

I am afraid of you
your clever words
awkward stare
the way you convince me to be wrong

you tell me to have freedom
but free, I will not be
Your wind is blowing through 
all my leaves
never still anymore

"It's me, not you,"
Do not worry; I will concede
and leave you to be
free of me.

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