Heart's Parole

Suspended in limbo, with no way to tell

If I’m five steps from freedom or five steps from hell

Waiting, biding, f*****g then fighting

What will it take to quiet my mind?

I’d trade with a stranger walking the street

I long to be anyone else but me

These bones they ache for a safe embrace

Yet guarded flesh is barbed against

A broken soul who’s burdens stain

Whilst other love is held at bay

And I’m trying to bridge this impassable void

Trying to make an impossible choice

Trying to smile as I quietly break

Trying to hope that there’s really a way

To release me from my heart's parole

And keep both parts that make me whole

But I’m still here in limbo with no way to tell

Are we five steps from freedom or five steps from hell?

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Hell, heaven of freedom. Can be the same place.
"Trying to hope that there’s really a way
To release me from my heart's parole
And keep both parts that make me whole
But I’m still here in limbo with no way to tell
Are we five steps from freedom or five steps from hell?" I like the above line. Raw, real and true emotions written. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[danielle.]

Thank you for reading my words.

[Coyote Poetry]

Was my pleasure and you are welcome.

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSh..]

Ellemorrell, very well written in the midst of such a such a paralyzing decision. I hope your next write is about freedom, no matter what happens keep writing.

Sheer Terror

[danielle.]

Thank you Terry, I’d like to think I will continue to write no matter what the inspiration. 2017 was a particularly tumultuous year, however with that being in the past now I am happy to say my next piece was actually about growth & healing... and you actually just gave me a really good idea about freedom... I shall send you a rr when it comes to fruition!! X