Break Free

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Unleash me.

Let me be.

Let me breathe.
My wrists are raw.
Bleeding
From these chains.
I’m ready to do it,
I’m ready to break free.
So you have hidden the key?
I’ll chew my way out.
Break my teeth
On the cold metal
Rings.
Slice my hands
On the spikes
That decorate
This collar.
I’ll rip these
Restraints
Off the wall
And drag them down the hall
Wrecking everything
In my reach
Leaving a trail
A bloody mess
Of myself
If I must.
I’ll break down the door.
Off the edge
I will leap
And soar
To be kept by
You
No more.

And Then

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Love.

Cosmic infinity.

Beyond words.

Our souls were one

Before the birth of

Twilight.

When the stars

Were sleeping.

Still

Yet dreaming.

When the dust of the earth

Drifted in space

Searching and longing

For a place to meet and

Create

The beginning.

Before.

When the air was dark.

Still heavy

And craving.

Wishing only to be

Inhaled.

Completely consumed

By

Light and Love.

And then,

And Always,

We were

One.

Sing Me Home

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Sing me home.

I hear your voice

Soft and faint.

Urging me

Guiding me.

I know you wait

Patiently.

I may climb

I may crawl

I may fly.

I may never grasp the reasons why.

But in the souls journey,

There is not a clock.

Time does not exist.

What feels like an eternity

In the inborn need

To unite

May be just

A blink

Of the eye

To the

Flesh and Bone.

Sorry

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Sorry if I flinch

When you make a sudden movement.

Sorry if I recoil

From your touch.

Sorry if I jump in response

To an unexpected noise.

Sorry if I don’t talk

All that much.

Sorry I can’t look you in the eye when

You speak to me.

Sorry if it seems I

Utter words in whispers.

Sorry if I am too sorry

You see,

It’s become

First nature

For me.

The Oceans Edge

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I am going to sleep

And in my dreams I will meet you

On the oceans edge.

Where the waves come

To kiss the shore

And stir the sand.

There I will stand.

Where they greet each other

With a never ending caress.

Never to rest.

They have become the motion,

The waves of the ocean.

Always coming back for more

The waters crave the shore.

Traveling the curves of the

Earth

To Embrace.

Dancing with grace,

Ever longing

For the magical song of the

Moon.

Bag Of Flesh

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What is this beating heart

But a simple bag of flesh,

Meat and muscle?

How does it rule my every thought,

Every breath so?

It’s only job is to

Drive

Blood

Through these

Thirsty viens.

Instead it has overthrown my mind

Taking charge of

Every move,

Every decision

I make.

Speaking it’s own language

I do not comprehend

Yet try desperately to understand.

I yearn to interpret the beating within

This skeleton cage.

Somehow it wanders.

Somehow it roams.

It escapes me,

This heart

Trapped in bone.

Still it makes me laugh.

Still it makes me cry.

This senseless beating

Echoing

Throughout.

Within

My cage until I die.