Set Me FREE
There are many to sympathise
Who with me will empathise
I tuck my face into the pillow and cry
Scared to look up at the smiling sky
There seems no place to runaway and hide
Wishing you were by my side
with the mirror i tête-à-tête
who else is there with me
engraved on my heart is a testimony
terrible, terrific, terrified memory
I yell and shout, I starve for thee
Don’t spurn, I pray, Set Me Free…!
This poem speaks of the world today, where there are very few to lend you an ear. Very few to hold your hand and even fewer to care. A lot will nod at what you say and then throw up on you behind your back. The reality is scary and painful. To have someone to count on and give your world to seems like a fairytale. This painful truth today has become a testimony of many.
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April 29th, 2008 at 4:33 am
Hello, I agree with you.. “The reality is scary and painful. To have someone to count on and give your world to seems like a fairytale.” This is really true, it’s perfectly impossible to have someone who’ll be there on your side always, who will always fight for you, and will always love you more than anybody else in the world. It’s pretty good realization. Anyways, thanks for a drop on my blog.
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