Setting Me Free

Set me free from my turmoil.

I don’t want to be spoiled.

I just want to prove

that I am not a fool

for being hopeful.

Tears taunt my face by making my eyes water.

Once they follow through with their threat

and roll down my cheeks

they are scared away

by two thumbs that don’t belong to me.

I almost feel free.

I look into his eyes

Just to find that he’s a stranger,

but this isn’t awkward.

I’m still a little hurt

and his comforting embrace

released me of my anger.

I guess the pain eventually will subside too.

I almost feel free.

What if I told you my days are dark?

I mean the kind of dark

where there is no moon, stars

or headlights from cars.

Devils chase me

up and down the streets

and follow me home.

I invite company over

because they don’t crash my parties,

but when my friends leave

they punish me for smiling.

What if I said my days are miserable?

I scream and I scream,

but I cannot hear my voice.

Hmm…I wonder if they do?

It would be exactly like a nightmare

if I didn’t have cuts and scars on my body.

I’ve felt each of them get placed.

I’ve felt my skin get broken, cut and scraped.

It’s not pretty.

And still…

I almost feel free.

I don’t sleep at night

just because of how my days go.

Now let’s get back to this man

running his hands up and down my spine

in the day light.

I feel the sun on my hair,

my face is in his chest

and his scent is incredible, intoxicating, addictive.

I almost feel free.

You wouldn’t believe the promises he made me.

I agreed with my heart not to give them a second thought.

I’m not letting this man pull me apart.

And I won’t pull away from him either

because I feel at ease.

I feel safe,

but I can’t help but wonder how long this will last?

He gives me roses.

I pull the petals

and save the petals

like golden medals.

Every piece of the open bud

resonates the hope of peace in my heart.

He brought the sun out for me.

I just realized

I’ve felt the sun today

for the first time,

in long while.

I almost feel free.

He said it can shine on me forever if I want it to

cause he has that kind of power.

“You don’t have that kind of power!”

He said, “I do and I’ll prove it,

whether you want me to or not.”

Don’t you know I laughed right on the spot?

He says, if I don’t give my heart to him

he will suffer alone

but he won’t take away the beauty he gave me

cause I don’t deserve to be punished anymore.

I’ve got nothing to lose,

I agreed to marry him.

He hands me another rose.

This time it’s a dead one

just like those beautiful, bronze medals I’ve kept.

Do you know why I love dead roses?

I didn’t think you would.

But it shouldn’t matter anymore, Love

because now I am free.