left you hints you failed to read
I took my stuff, left your key
doing what was best for me
loaded my stuff, drove away
'neath the sky all dark and grey
my feelings raw, emotions splayed
one captive bird--no longer prey
the further I drove, the lighter it seems
getting warm from the sun beams
away from you and all your schemes
nothing shattered not even dreams
to the house with beach and sand
through the door and you are banned
long about coming, nothing planned
finally time I took my stand
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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