WHEN SHALL I BE FREE?

Melodramatic! :D

 

A single thought bothers me"

My heart ran numb

While my mind gone dumb

When shall I be free?

 

Chained with the mem’ries of yesterday

No moment haven’t I thought of these each day

I turned my back and left all those behind my way

But still, asking the same question"When shall I be free?

 

Time passed and days gone by

My wings were locked and never could I fly

I sulked and ne’er thought of soaring up high

That I doubtfully spoke up"Shall I still be free?

 

Soon, I broke down, cried out, and lost my totality

I journeyed a lonely road where darkness is all I see

Then I looked up, down, beside, and behind me

Searching for a voice which will rather sound:

“I’ll pick you up and let you feel how is it to be free.”

 

But still, all eyes are blind

Both ears are deaf

All mouths are zipped

With every people tongue-tied

 

All these torments I wish to end

Yet all ends just refuse to meet

And my heart keeps holding on

Living in an illusion where all I’ve got are ashes of joke…

 

Now, Speak! WHEN SHALL I BE FREE?

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Reviews

[Jeff Moore]

I really like this. I think you may have meant feel instead of "fell", but this may have just been word play that I didn't understand. Great job, keep at it.