It's too much
I'm overwhelmed
These thoughts are overbearing
They've said it a million times
The same thing quite over
But you never know how true it is, until you start to feel it
These thoughts these emotions
They got me caught in a net
A web
It's sticky
Like a fly caught in a trap
As a moth my wings have burned
The ashes they become
I'm still bearing these wings
Freedom, love, security
Set me free
Please
I'm stuck
Stuck
Tears of salt
Salt cese burn
Your mine and mine alone
I'm me and me to tell
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Bits and Petals
PoesiaA small collection of impulsive poems and short story's all written by the beat of a pained heart... Relish Soak
