My mind thinks about you
In your absence
And does not work
In your presence
Leave me alone
I beg you
These hands hold memories
These hands hold everything
We could have been
These hands hold heartbreak
These hands don't hold you
I kept you at bay
Tied behind closed doors
Knowing that your freedom
Meant a momentary solitude
And I was terrified to face a world
Devoid of strings attached to any shoulders
I used to lean on
Forgive me
But my throat is dry
From shouting at those
Who don't listen
And my legs are tired
From running after those
Who never stay
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Poetry From A Caged Soul
PuisiThis is a series of poems that I have been writing. They are all different but I hope you enjoy them. I will try to update whenever I can! I hope you like them all. Thanks for giving my poetry a chance!
