Release
out of my barred window
i look out for the last time
my name has been called for release
i gather the things that are mine
i'm leaving behind the smell
the awful prison clothes
the sad and gloomy faces
they're just staring as i go
the gate is unlocked for me
and as i'm walking through
i take one last look back
then i'm led out by the screw
i am overwhelmed by a feeling
that i never knew i had
filled with such high spirits
from being unfortunate and sad
released from obligation
i am no longer bound
freed from the restraint
unrestricted i have found
a condition of being contented
as i step outside the gates
leaving behind the realism
my inevitable fate
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
