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Apr 17
Sometimes I wonder,
Do they even know how it feels?

To be surrounded,

To be trapped,

By walls of lies believed to be true?

To always long for a freedom you can never have?

A freedom you tasted once,
And now you forever crave?

Like a drug, it’s addictive
Eternally imprinted in your brain

Do they even know the feeling,
Of wishing something would never end

But being aware it’ll end eventually
So you savor each time like it’s your last?

And despite the fact you savored the sweetness as much as possible
It still wasn’t enough

Because in the end you still missed it
You still wanted more

You wanted to feel that free and happy again
And it burns to know you’ll never get it back

So you’ll keep longing for a freedom you’ll never again have

And it’s all their fault

It’s because of their lies
Because of their need to control you
It’s because they can take away anything you have—
Without a valid cause

Oh aren’t you so sick of the lies?
Because I am.
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Soul-in-poetry  Gender Fluid
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