The Clasp

I broke the clasp 
Because she didn’t ask
Me to be who I am
She had another plan
So I pulled the plug
Now I am on their favourite drug
As I struggle to find
The part of me I left behind
When I left her for dust
Amid the tyre tracks and broken trust
And it was hell
In the days she didn’t wish me well
The tide, it turned
And something burned
Inside me
But some how the light it find me
And now I’m looking back
On the attack
And it seems different somehow
Because I allow
Her to walk all over me
But, eventually, I let her go free
To find her own direction
Though I didn’t expect the insurrection
To arise
And everybody dies
But sometimes something rise
To meet the pain
And I would do it again
If I had to
But I wanted you
To realise
That there are blue skies
In your darkest foe
I didn’t hate you, I just let you go
To find your own path
And you may believe in God’s wrath
But I could never find
That space inside the mind
I had to believe in truth
And live the passion of my youth
Do I equivocate
And stand in my place
Like a good child
Did you not love me wild
And free as a bird
What is it that you heard
When I spoke to you
I hope life has been kind to you
But if it hasn’t
Know that there’s a space that maddens
Even those with an even keel
You are not what you feel

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