Poem -
Free
She keeps him under lock and key,
Freedom of the day not he,
She monitors his thoughts,
And derides him daily,
A prisoner is he,
She praises herself,she monitors his calls,
She absorbs more of him daily,
She wonβt kill him physically
Mentally he is gone,spirit broken,
She wants sympathy from all for herself,
He died last night,
Sob,heβs free.
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Comments
Hello Barbara...
Unfortunately, some people think Death is freedom...
I wondered at times growing up...
I think that's where a lot of my lack of fear stems from...
ββββββGreat write!
Thank you for sharing...
Hugs...
sparrowsong
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Thank you sparrowsong Iβve got to catch up on the poems here.
Awesome people,awesome site.Have a good weekend.??
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Many thanks as always friend?
Very thought provoking I like that!
Thank you,hopefully more males will start speaking up about about this.Love to all.
Very enlightening piece.
In this time where it seems every subject is being talked about this should be one of them.Take it out of the dark,silence only helps.Blessings on these people.Thank you for your
comment.
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Due to a checkered path, an uncomfortable read. However I love to read something that moves me. I know her and I know him, your ability to to expose them in word is well done.
'Thank you.
John
Iβve seen this in real life,makes you feel sick and disgusted.Some
things have changed,I hope this will be one of them soon.Thank you
for your comment.Best to you always.