On a bed made of thorns.
I shed tears of bitterness
That burns and scalds my cheeks.
I curl up into myself
And squash the dreams inside me.
I reach inside and strangulate
Each of my unborn dreams.
I sit up and scream
A silent scream he will never hear.
I cut up the bonds
That have tied me down for so long.
I climb the highest tower
And with a smile
I slowly spread my invisible tattered
wings
And I fly....
Away from you...
