Am being controlled?
What is this.
Are the walls closing in?
yes. please set my soul free.
The words strain to fall from my finger tips,
I scream:
Set my soul free.
Why not just burn it among the fire,
Set my soul free.
What must I do to be free from you?
I am wired like a trap.
stuck.
Just tell me what to do,
Can I not just be let go?
Set my soul free.
If you love me like I have loved you:
make it stop.
Set my soul free.
Try to understand, try to comprehend,
I'll need my soul to be free in the end.
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Begging In The Abyss
PoetryIf you would enjoy reading about the abyss of life, love, hope and all else in the form of poetry, well then I think you've found the right place.
