Wednesday, August 7, 2024

Prison.

She's done her time, now
She's finally bailed herself out.

A welcoming taste of Freedom,
Once forgotten about.

No more cuffs restraining her heart and hands,
No more slop, she only consumes from here on out,
The f
reshest food to feed her Soul.

Look out World,
She's on a roll!

Nothing holds her back anymore,
She in the driver's seat, of the get
Away vehicle.

There's no turning back now,
She's in full control.

Never was she thrown into a Prison,
Only the prison of her own Mind.

Now that she's broken through
The walls of her cell room, there's
No stopping her.

She's healed her own wounds
By kissing better her traumas,
One at a time.


- Alexandra Pierotti.


 

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