Freedom
This heavy feeling on my heart
Drenched in this syrupy honey
Sweet and glistening
Beautiful and golden
This sticky glue coated on my body
I can't part from it's sensation
My body lying naked on this bare wood
Touched by my addiction
This addiction I can't lift
Not a curse, but a gift
Wrapped in it's colorful ribbons
Chained to it's promise
Not willing to compromise
So I bend down on my knees and beg
To unbind my wrists and legs
Finally...
Released by these chains
I wash away with the rain
Copyright © Megan Vue | Year Posted 2012
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