I WAS FREE, BUT NOT FREE
It was the emancipation that lead me to cut the weight off my shoulders
having been unable to do it before and the stylist kept cutting as I watched
it all
fall
to
the
floor
And for months I was literally free
environmentally attached to no one there was only me
Just me and this invisible weight an invisible
tug of gravitational hate like and anchor not allowing me to get my life
straight
I was free, but NOT free unconsciously
controlled by own mind mentally linking myself to a person I despised
and he was lov’n every minute of it
So I was free, but NOT free
© she
November 26, 2016
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i meant to leave a comment before……but somehow i managed to not do that…..
i love what you did with the phrase…….i can relate to what you have written…….still am attached to some unknown, invisible strings……..awesome….. 🙂 🙂
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Thank you novelistbaba. May I ask which poem you’re referring to?
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this one……i read it and liked it just as you posted this……but i do not know what conspired…… 😀
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