A Prisoner's Cry for Release

A Prisoner's Cry for Release

A Poem by Constance

I'm inside a box, held down by the fear that's holding you

My emotions tangled, splayed out on the threads of your doubt

For how can I admit I can feel what you are afraid to feel?

Your restraints become mine... and when I feel a distance

Panic sets in, because I DO FEEL, and it's whole,and clear

Oh, but I don't dare tell you, and you know how my honesty

Can so often get the best of me. How long until I spill?

 

I fear my pens, for my hidden voice will betray me...

When I sing, I can say I like the song, but my words here...

And here it goes, the confession maybe one day you'll read

When the chains have fallen and only flesh remains:

I crave you. I crave your smiling kisses, your timid embrace

Your hesitant voice, your chatter, your uncanny ability

To read what I really want to say through all the filler...

 

I'm inside a box, held down by the fear that you don't crave me

My emotions scattered as the leaves that will soon fall...

I'm tumbling and afraid and I'm afraid you won't let yourself

Your restriant becomes intolerable because I  can't restrain

Headfirst is never the best way to fall, but I could, if you'd let me

I crave you... I crave until my senses burn with these little memories

Of how it felt to finally hold you and look into your eyes and see...

 

You fear me... you fear us... you fear until you may just allow

Those shackles to remain, and keep me here in this lonely box

I can't stay here forever. I need air. Open yourself, open it, open me...

Whether you are opening a gift or a curse to be... we should try

I crave you. I hope you crave me. I  need you to tell me you crave me.

I'm inside a box, tied to a hope that perhaps should not live

Waiting for you to read what I want to say, porque te quiero.

 

 

 

 

 

© 2008 Constance


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

Beautiful. I love the writing style. I can relate to this in a way. We've all been controlled by what someone else thinks in a way. Thanks for submitting this piece.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is exactly what's going on with em right now...
Our style of writing is similiar...so u know I loved it.
[[I love how u think]]

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

197 Views
2 Reviews
Rating
Added on September 18, 2008

Author

Constance
Constance

A Small Town in, KS



About
I write about my past, my own real experiences. Even my poetry is inspired by my life. I was, I suppose, born writing, making up stories and rhymes from about when I started to speak, but had to wait .. more..

Writing
Icons Icons

A Poem by Constance