The Emancipation of Me
The emancipation of me
My setting free
Letting go
Losing control
Don't want to feel bound
Don't want to set grounds
My darkest hour yet
The fearful reality
Into loneliness
Into frailty
Into my soul
My coldest season yet
The snow that falls into my heart
Rain crashing down on the window pane of my soul
It's so cold
The emancipation of me
My setting free
Letting go
Losing control
Don't want to feel bound
Don't want to set grounds
My happiest day yet
Filled with sunshine and smiles
The grey skies turn into blue
Butterflies fill up the sky
My stomach does flip flops Into warmness
My most memorable moments
Lost in time
Almost forgotten
The picture fades As blue skies turn back into grey
The emancipation of me
My setting free
Letting go
Losing control
Don't want to feel bound
Don't want to set grounds
My biggest regret
Never losing control
Always wondering
if I could or would
Never letting go
Letting it show
Always feeling bound
Always setting grounds
Never excepting always regretting
Never saying just what I feel
Never keeping it real
My emancipation
My setting free
Letting go
Losing control
My never feeling bound
My never setting grounds
The emancipation of me
Copyright © Kerry Ann Egling | Year Posted 2018
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