Her Freedom Forlorn

Kevin J Dickson © – 2016

 

She needed no rehearsal to play her lifelong part
To rid the pain of chains twisted ‘round her heart
She ran life’s race sometimes slow, sometimes fast
Of fragile flags unfurled yet never past half-mast

 

She felt the weight of places only she has been

Bright lights of city nights were not as she once dreamed
Dew drops dissolved some confusion but only for a short time

She’d lost the liberty of a peaceful mind

 

It wasn’t raining from her fair skies, nor,

Flooding in her deepest domain

She needed cutting from her old ties (and)

Turn away from her years of emotional pain

The years on end came to leave her emotionally insane…
Emotionally insane!!!

 

People she saw each day wrote notes upon her charts

“There’s danger for this girl living life without a part”
She yearns for peace of mind not desperate which all could see

It was in the hands of God to free her from insanity

 

Within my eyes of blue she found a place to hide

Loveless years and loneliness to me she did confide
My pupils grew black over blue, hers black over green
We “tripped” the night away tasting colours once unseen

 

No longer was she in a green field full of flowers of yesterdays

She drew her drawings oh so sadly

In a daze the madness would somehow drift away
How she longed it would heave her, if only she knew a way
If only she knew a way…

 

Tears like rain from her green eyes
Fell upon my shoulder as I held her again
She knew the truth her dreams were fading
And a new life seems so hard to obtain

 

She was an angel of suicidal thought-speak
how I feared she would one day…