Day Three – Am I Free

Am I weighted down or am I free
Feet upon the ground so I must be
It’s hard to let go of something you never had
A conflict of interests tugs at my two halves
Interesting to be presently far away
While a mini portion of me still stays
I’m years behind using doves and ravens for communication
Nothing can make it over the mountains
My message means more merely with each pen stroke
The days and nights fly by as I’m frozen watching the hands of the clock tower
It reads amatur hour
The smoke smell fills and floods the room
A warning that it’s not air tight in my cocoon
I’m mourning the loss of myself
Heartbroken over something I did to me
Is it better to have beauty or wealth
This must come off pretty narcissistically

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