The Prison of Love

I open the cage…
And she flew
She soars up high
The words I hear her say
Is “I am free at last.”

I never knew that my love would be a prison
Till I loved her
Possessed her
Was obsessed with her

She said she loved me
But only to conform to her captures wishes
She never loved me back
But satisfied her desires

And now…
She said there was no future called “us”
She just wanted to fly
To be free

So…
I open the cage
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Nutter Avatar
October 7, 2010 at 4:54 PM
Excellent piece, who can say why? excellent write, but sad.
Neels Avatar
October 7, 2010 at 6:40 AM
And she is no longer captive, there a saying about setting someone free (I won't repeat because it might sound like a cliche) ..Hope your Thursday is filled with :) .. Wilma
Culverhouse Avatar
October 6, 2010 at 7:50 AM
sad heartfelt poem...
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