Freeing The Spirit
The room was plain
It assaulted my brain
There was no decor
This fed my rancor
Again in the spiral
Thinking in vitriol
My mind was like acid
Impossible to be placid
I saw the blade
With my mind frayed
I cut a gouge
The blood was as rouge
Now on my knees
I beg saying please
The pressure slowed
As my lifeblood flowed
The blade now dropped
Beating heart now stopped
Looking down from above
Never having love
My spirit was now freed
I would never again bleed
Looking to the future
No more to be a brooder
Had I just cracked?
Was this a selfish act?
All I knew was life
Had been full of strife
I would now be in eternal sleep
Will never again weep
No need to flee
My spirit was free
© Hamish McKenna