Free
By Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora
Friday 12 November 2010 (0314h)
Tears roll down these heated cheeks
Lips trembling so hard I can't speak
Chest exploding full of pain
Suffocated by invisible chains
In my head I see your face
My skin remembers your warm embrace
Trapped in my own prison of thought
Unable to escape; I keep getting caught
Caught in so much agony
Silence consumes my energy
I want to shriek out all the ache
Writhing in pain; burning at the steak
Sobbing helplessly into my pillow
Drowning in tears; the weeping willow
Takes all of me to keep from crying
The effort feels almost worse than dying
Trying desparately to force sleep to come
Hope to escape the pain, wanting to be numb
But when I finally black out to dream
Visions of pain wake me in screams
Sweating and shaking, cold in my bed
Awake again, feeling empty and dead
This nightmare scene, you'll never see
I won't let you feel guilty for doing what you need...
No, my Jaguar, be free... be free...
Go, my Jaguar, be free... Be free!
Copyright (c) Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora, 2010
12 November 2010