Monday, November 28, 2022

Dreaded Song

 

You sing with such power and strength that it’s deafening Echos of empty loneliness, and fear Sweeping me away, dragging in circles whipping and spinningYou push and I pullI have a direction, a destiny to reachYou have your own plans for todayI’m swaying like the guests leaving a party that extended to the morning hourStruggle for my freedom and you wrap me tighter and tighter in your grips Changing course is my escape Heading to the stairs and into the building SAFETY and FREEDOM prevail 

Laura M.
Nov '22
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