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Freeing The Spirit

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

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