You have been extremely foolish, my friend
Are you aware, you cannot chain the wind,
Nor keep the torrential rain locked in a cage
Tides can’t be controlled or the sun dimmed?
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Are you aware, that I cannot be owned
By trying to restrain me, I need to take flight,
By holding onto me so tightly, smothering me
You have driven me away, fleeing in fright.
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Are you aware, I would have happily stayed
Simply because I desired to be by your side,
We had a good thing going, just you and me
Feeling your will choking me, I cannot abide.
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You leave me no choice, I leave to be free
I will not be held hostage, by your insecurities,
We will never know, where this love could lead
You tied my hands, a sign of your immaturity.
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Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.
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