Release me.
Release me to the crashing waves.
Release me to the pumping blood.
Release me to what makes someone feel alive.
I am trapped, that blackbird in a cage holds my soul and with it my freedom.
Release me to the open.
Release me to the comfort.
Release me to feel that embrace from my mother.
I am suffocating. The bed, where I feel safe, slowly suffocates me. Wraps around me, tells me there is no need to go out or for anything else. It is killing me.
Release me.
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Author:
Eli Dagger (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 14th, 2019 16:54
- Comment from author about the poem: How I felt recently, tried my hardest to put emotions to words..
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
YOU ARE RELEASED!
All jokes aside, pretty dark stuff we got here. Not sure what to say, other than feeling trapped in your surroundings is usually a bad sign. Best regards.
Thank you x
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