Not a single breath of you
I breathed in, is alive inside
Being so close to you was toxic
Toxic
Toxic
Toxic
I am poisonous
I am putrefying
Beware of my broken thorns
You touch it, you may die
Don’t push me away yet
Leave me where I belong
Domesticated,
Helpless like a fish,
A fish
Bought and brought up
In gaze of glass
Released into the wild
Baffled at big waters
Of storms and splashes
Hard to swim or dive
Learnt to float
But this fear of freedom
Where shall I hide?
There is a globe inside the glass
Skin shackled to the jar
Let it rot
Where it belongs
Here beside you
With your gaze stuck at the glass pot;
O you look at me
Observe me
See me through agonized
I will smile with blood brimming my eyes
For I am watched
If not loved and prized
© Written Frames, 2017
and how time flies…. 🙂 🙂
The fish always learn to shed off the skin of habit and break the glass to freedom and new opportunities…..
What is next to come? Only tomorrow will tell …..
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