Freedom To Nothng To Something
If I would have known, one was walking away from freedom
My thoughts would have turned the surface
My footsteps would have been different
Starting with going backwards with my guts
It was only my fault
Not understanding my own body, mind, and soul
Now, due to my walk
These handcuffs have taken control
Taken my freedom
Getting inside this car
Took me so far
Far away, from my own walk
Only walking, I was doing
Is walking forward
Forward into these brick walls
Bars surrounding my eye sight
Strangers trying to read me
While discipline is holding me down
My meals are done from a dog’s bowl
Cho~cho~cho
Is the freedom I’m walking now
Mishandling my actions put me on this route
Imprisonment took my flexibility
Acceptance is all I have laying on this moonshine
These ceilings have no pathway
Only a trace of loss innocence became my trail
For I cannot continue to fail
Nor, keep missing the boat
I must take this moment to the next level
Command something into my freedom
Domination must be my warrant
Backbone become my license
While my willpower becomes my courage
Turning my freedom to nothing to something
From something to nothing to freedom
~ Love Mom~
Copyright © Delilah Ventura | Year Posted 2019
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