Freedom

by Ms.Sweets   Aug 6, 2007


Shackled up,
In a cage,
No life to live,
Not even a page.
Crying a bucket
Full of tears
I look up
To see you in fear
You are scared
Of one thing
It's not new to me
It makes me scream
Slicing down
The Ignorant line,
I bent my bars
To be by your side,
But once I'm out
I realized
I was worried
just like you
Arrogant & foolish
we try to counter
but once agian
we have so shelter
The whip comes out
Slapping down
Across my back
Sighing in pain
I grab a sharp old dagger
And thrust it in
My old captive heart
Free at last
I can now depart
Cause there's
No life to live,
Not even one part.
And now that I'm gone
I'm no longer your slave.
free forever.
thats what I say.

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  • 17 years ago

    by unique

    This poem is really good