Free

Standing on my balcony,
the princess kept above it all,
not willing to fly free
off the top.

I stay where I am,
no one else up here,
no one else even close.
I listened,
and to what purpose?

Whatever you said
were lies
that you used to
rip apart
my desires,
to erase my ability
to survive.

Keep dragging your line around,
I keep on being attached.
I can't leave your torment
behind.
I want to forget everything,
and go some place else,
but soon I will run
out of places that are free.

I want to be free
from everything you are,
but that means
leaving the good as well.
I liked how I was with you,
I liked how we were,
but whatever I felt was foolish,
whatever I felt was a crime
somehow.

It took so much
to get me there.
I made it so far,
I went to a good height
with you.
You helped me get there,
and then you pulled out
the supports,
leaving me helpless on the floor.

I have built myself up once more,
but not in the same way.
I used bricks and stones
to throw down at you,
and kept myself all safe and warm.

Now I am free,
from you and your words
that barred me in,
now I am free,
from peace and from happiness,
and from not being alone---
thanks.
Back home!
Songs of Me
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