Glinting steel

As you talk I glimpse the steel within
Your face contorted with bunched up rage
It’s unravelling slowly
Piece by broken piece
Like the balloon that loses its tethered post
I watch as you float slowly away
You are chipping away gently for freedom
Escaping the contorted prison
In which you have tried to make perfect so long
Drifting now
But never aimlessly
To a new place where you are not prohibited
From being your own person
Only the you that you consent to be
Is who you will be now
I say nothing, nod for your freedom.

Ailsa

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Author: ailsacawley

I have written since I can remember. First inspired by the wonderful stories of Roald Dahl, the Brothers Grimm etc. I adore myths and magic of all sorts, though I read so many genres it's impossible to classify it all!! Some of my poetry is truth with a healthy (or unhealthy depending on your view!),dose of magic and fiction and others are pure fiction. I'll leave you to decide for yourself which those are! Please stop by and enjoy and glad to make your acquaintance. Feel free to leave a comment 🙂

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