Freedom
This heavy feeling on my heart
Drenched in this syrupy honey
Sweet and glistening
Beautiful and golden
This sticky glue coated on my body
I can't part from it's sensation
My body lying naked on this bare wood
Touched by my addiction
This addiction I can't lift
Not a curse, but a gift
Wrapped in it's colorful ribbons
Chained to it's promise
Not willing to compromise
So I bend down on my knees and beg
To unbind my wrists and legs
Finally...
Released by these chains
I wash away with the rain
Copyright © Megan Vue | Year Posted 2012
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment