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I'm a free spirit that has been shot down and wronged
I pleaded for help a kind gentle mercy

My heart felt like it rose up to my throat as you choked the life from me
I cried with pain; can barely speak your name

Throat swelling burning like a flame
This fire this burning I'm yearning for help

This is all I have ever felt
My life as its slipping

Veins running cold
My blood as its churning its last

My lungs choking for air breathing heavy
And nobodies there to hold me tight

Or watch this site as I fall to my knees
In a last try to be set free abandoning all of me

Because there is nothing left for me
Why can't I ever just see?

As the rain falls it sucks the life from me
My one joy to hear and feel the rain and it consumes me

And this ending pain; no more shame
Dedicated to my grandmother who always believed in me.

 

Reviews

[Voice11]

oh man, this one is so....not even visual although it is powerful in that way too, the emotion of it just sucks the reader into that person standpoint. Great work and great dedication, I love it!