Thursday, March 10, 2022

getting free

maybe someday I'll be strong 
maybe it won't take that long 
after thinking half the night 
with dawn I finally see the light 
coffee, thinking clear my head
of all the things that now cause dread

no longer will you get to control me 
a drug I'll kick instead of feed 
I used to have the strength before 
when once addiction closed the door 
my heart out pacing all you pursued 
revenge not sweet but what I knew 

tenses confusing once bestowed 
the things set aside that you well know
I looked them over once or twice 
even with hop it won't suffice 
it's not a poem about feelings sadly 
forsaken love still ends quite badly

baby you're mistaken it's a poem about doing 
what's right for me even if I'm losing
parts of you that just don't fit
truly, that's the gist of it
clearing out all of my heart's debris 
it's a poem about finally getting free

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

well said My friend!!!