Free

Single
A single tear streams down my face.
Eager to be free.
Run wild like wild horses.
Be a butterfly , so elegant and light.
Be a loose feather;
gliding in the wind.
A star in the sky;
So free.
I long to be let loose;
Released from my chain.
I feel like a kite being
being pulled back to earth.
Cut the string;
and see this single tear disappear.
once more.