Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Poem "true freedom is not what you think"

my body is a cage

a thin, densely packed wiring
confining all that I have inside
all that is me
from escape

I would not want this mortal failing shell
to again resurrect

I would rather shed it
like a cicada
and take to the skies
forever freed of my bonds
and gravity

leaving only an empty husk
on the ground

3 comments:

  1. this is beuatiful can you explain to me what it means I'm trying to interpret it but just can't lol the first halk makes me think of peoples emotions and how they are controlled by them and can't outwardly express there emotions

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    1. Yes, sometimes you can feel that what is inside is not at all what shows outside yourself - as if you are stopped by something not even you can control.

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    2. yeah I very much agree hehe

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