Centra

by Iola   Jan 26, 2007


Desperately cutting the birth cord from you all,
That allows your connections with me.
I'll rather go with my outer voice that call,
For me to become expressively free.

No more nights in crying shame,
Over what could have been so sweet.
I'm choosing now to kill all self- blame,
And stop living life so discreet.

Once and for all I'm pulling my veins,
Back to the center of my being.
Never again will I endure so much pain,
My true desires will stay unseen.

Cold nights are over and shocking dismay,
Will no more drag and cling onto my feet.
Forever I will remember this day,
When body and mind starts to meet.

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