There was a day,
that I was free to dream,
free to dance,
free to be.
I was a joyful,
young spirit.
Naive.
Then one day,
my freedom came to an end.
The monster
I could not see,
or touch,
had me in it's grasp.
I tried to run,
but it was faster.
I tried to ignore it,
but it's grasp just grew tighter.
I tried so hard to get away,
to find my freedom,
but it had me runnin' in place.
It stole my eyes
so I couldn't see.
Everytime I thought I finally beat it,
it would pounce
and pin me harder than before.
The cage it built
was strong
and seemed unbeatable.
Things seemed hopeless.
Then one day
I was whisked away
to a place.
They made promises.
I thought their words were hollow.
This was my doom.
My fate.
To my astonishment,
in a few short days,
I was free.
I was no longer in a cage.
No longer bound
or held down
by the invisible beast.
Instead they took the beast
and locked him way.
Now our rolls are reversed.
I have the power
and that thing will never taste freedom.
It waits for me to be sloppy
to mess up.
A moment of weakness,
but that will never happen.
I enjoy my freedom
and intend to keep it.
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