Wednesday, June 26, 2013

emotional residue


how clever you were
to let me think that i was the one in control
that i held the key to your cage and i had locked you up
when in reality
it was you who had let me stretch my legs
stretch my heart
how absolutely foolish of me
to believe that i had become free of you

a single look
and i am right back...
to this.

hello old friend
so we meet again

you are the price i pay to be human
to be a lover
to be a warrior,

of light.

(nyc)