Two halfs

A Poem by Rose Masen

I'm two people; Trust me it's possible.
The trapped me, and the free me.
Let me out; I'm screaming. Am I mute?
It cuts the string- it's what's holding me to this place.
Not any longer, though. My deepest inner being is rendered a refugee.
I'm graceful towards the light-
deep inhalation of cleansing;
quick exhalation of toxins

I think the same reoccurring thought to myself-
How did this happen? So care-free, so simple as breathing.
My skin begins to heat under the approaching sun rays.
My mind shuts down my thoughts are now full of simplicity.
The feel of this pure air has my body yearning for more.
The once over bearing weight transformed into a bed of feathers.
Chills arise quickly; I'm not cold I'm experiencing newness.
It's refreshing as it brushes lightly across my face.
A smile plays innocently, but meaningfully along the edge of my lips.
I'm ready- I've been ready for this moment. I've gotten lost in thought to this.
One last, sharp exhaling, excitement, embraced, engulfed in this new feeling.
My eyes are opened to the realization.
I'm a free spirit. Free to roam, free to frolic, free to be free.
No longer bound, I cannot not be captured.
I'm peaceful, full of joy to the brim.
The aura coming forth illuminates the very feeling of my approach.
Healing, feeling, belonging.
I'm free.

I'm two people; Trust me it's possible.
The trapped me, and the free me.
Let me out; I'm screaming. Am I mute?
It cuts the string- it's what's holding me to this place.
Not any longer, though. My deepest inner being is rendered a refugee.
I'm graceful towards the light-
deep inhalation of cleansing;
quick exhalation of toxins

A tinge of worry, the heat dissipates, I'm cut off.
Cut off from breath, new life, and that unexplainable feeling.
It was too easy; no obstacle to endure.
I should've known better- been there, done that.
I accept fate- I'm fading away. Colorless and invisible.
It lengthens the string- new and thicker, for a tighter grip around my neck.
No time is wasted. My deepest confinement is found and tortured excruciatingly.
I'm dropping to the darkness-
deep exhalation of cleansing;
shredding inhalation of toxic deceit.
Thoughts crashing, brawling, gathering.
What has happened?
This is it. I've become accepting with exceptional agility.
I weep; not from my eyes, but from the depths of my heart.
My mind doesn't play tricks- my heart plays the game.
It cuts the strings, only to add a more sturdy attachment.
Numbness, possessiveness, sadness.
My dreams are shattered, my mind is confined, my entire being mutilated.
I'm ready.

I'm two people; Trust me it's possible.
The trapped me, and the free me.
Let me out; I'm screaming. Am I mute?
It cuts the string- it's what's holding me to this place.
Not any longer, though. My deepest inner being is rendered a prisoner.
I'm graceful towards the light no longer.
deep inhalation of toxins
quick exhalation of cleansing.