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lua May 2022
im tired
of keeping myself on a short leash
and getting disappointed
when i think you would release me
when all you do is make it shorter.
Xant Sep 2019
At last,
I feel at ease
Alas,
There goes the leash

I am far too young to be bound,
far too old to stay around
Clueless of what there'll be
outside, I might as well feel lonely
I need no freedom
For in this cage,
I am free

And at last,
I feel at ease
I made this poem half asleep
That's why it makes no sense hahaha
Willow Jul 2018
Sometimes you just have to let loose from that leash and dance until you dance into a wall. :)
Brandon Conway Jul 2018
A tug of the string
Pulls me back
Into your reality
With a thwack!

Head throbbing and left questioning
Is this a leash or a noose?
Curiosity is festering

Step to the cliff’s edge
Will I be left to hang
Over the ledge
Or am I a boomerang?
Nyx Apr 2018

It felt like I was the reason things started going wrong in your life
The leash of guilt tightening firmly around my neck
Was it love?
                     or
                           Was it Pity?
It sounds stupid,
But once I was ******* in this invisible cage
I found it hard to escape from you
Like an idiot, I forgave you numerous times
For you knew how to twist things around
And every time i did something
I could feel as though this guilt was loosening
Even if it was just a bit,
I thought this is a fair price to pay
As he needs me
                        As much
                                          As I need him
But we both know that together we are Toxic

                              
Poetic T Jul 2017
The mind is a misuse of reflections,
we gaze upon the maddening of our
life and make order from a doddle
of randomness.

"A tree barks, still no one hears it?

We have the wisdom of moments,
but are we still infants in the scheme
of our growth. Are we still crawling,
but the illusion of us standing gently wilts.

"Freedom is a leash, getting tighter everyday,

Sleep is the illusion of time, for we wake
reliving the same day, but envision it as new.
Time is non-existent, were just a tape replaying
different moments till its overplayed then just ceases.
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