Freedoms Toll
The love of my soul
That makes laughter flow
Had to pay freedoms toll
Leaving me my soul to woe
He left that day long ago
Upon a plane he flew
To a place I could not go
He would not return I knew
That for me to learn
That day he left
The pain of a burn
Within the fire left
The day he left I froze
From my eyes to my soul
I found only ice within I suppose
Terrified fear to swallow the soul
Threatening to shatter
the shield of my defenses
The ice did shatter
Against all the senses
All around the questions
Flew from mouth to ear
None dared a suggestion
For I did disappear
I knowing I should not
Still I did await his return
The truth I got
I desired to return
With little hope left
Crumbling I fell to my knees
When the day left
The silence filled with my pleas
I at a time did await
His return
As the truth fell straight
He did return
With his return
The life was drained
For one of the fallen I learned
My soul was pained
I see him in my mind
Strong , handsome and bold
Yet here he lays confined
8 feet below hard and cold
3/15/16
Copyright © Emma Willden | Year Posted 2016
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