Freedom | Teen Ink


June 10, 2009
By firstsnowfalls DIAMOND, Marcellus, New York
firstsnowfalls DIAMOND, Marcellus, New York
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When I write
my pen sets me free
a river
gently tumbling over every stone, every crevice.
gurgling with happiness,
a constant flow--
there is no
there is no
Just emotion.

When I write
the words cut through my binds
I soar on the wings of dreams,
There are no limits.

But you.
indifferent smile
harsh, aloof, unfeeling
almost morbid.
You anchor me to the ground
like a child on a leash.
I strain and
strain against the burden of the steel chain
but it holds fast.

I cling on to my wings my
But you do not understand.
A cloud drifts by, and I lift off,
racing in pursuit.
I stop short
moments away from destiny.

I turn around
and you are still
pulling me down.

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on Jun. 21 2009 at 3:20 pm
blackamethyst GOLD, Centerville, Ohio
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I love this poem. I can relate

E.Lee GOLD said...
on Jun. 20 2009 at 9:12 pm
E.Lee GOLD, Akron, Ohio
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this was very good! i really liked it:))))