Wildly Free
If you "love" me so much - why didn't you come and find me?
It's always me seeking you out - to set us both wildly free
I don't think I've ever really asked - but why are you so confident it's me?
What can you possibly see within me - that I can't begin to see?
Why are you so adamant that it's me you've always intended to marry?
After 15 years of not knowing me - to you that's not the least bit scary?
You've said time and time again you're certain you love me - you're sure?
As children, everything went speeding so fast past us - it was all a blur
Do you realize you'll have to get to know me all over again?
I don't see how you'll even attempt it - my past and present don't blend.
How are you certain that what you're feeling - isn't a simply old friend?
15 missed years of our past together we missed, but it never did end
How can I be sure you won't hate who I've become and who I am now?
Our hearts are quiet after these years - but when we're together it's loud
If I was given the choice again - would I choose to fix our past?
And do you think if we stayed together back then - would it last?
Do you remember any of my pieces of my personality today?
What if you got to know me all over again and hated me and my way?
I don't know what you are expecting if again we try
We could either fall - or take flight and fly
I'm not sure you'd like this bitter hermit and witch I've become
Bullied, hated, and targeted - my life today will have you simply stunned
The stories I'd catch you up on - if I still indeed have my will
Everyone who's genuinely loved me, has committed suicide or is killed
This suicidal Metrolink train only appears in your dreams
Where you hear the murderers and torturors echo and violently screams
Eyes all over my body - I sense them in the dark
Hiding within my homemade treehouse - silenced like a NARC
Close your eyes and focus every drop of your pineal gland
Visualize and desire what you want to build on your paganistic land
I wanna show you the ropes of this Old God/Religion of sacred Craft
Miraculous things you can accomplish when your magick is stacked
Copyright © Holly Knoles | Year Posted 2023
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