As the days go on
I can feel your fists
loosening, and I can
feel myself slipping away
from your paralyzing
grip. I’ve been trapped
in your hands for so long
that sometimes I wonder
how you haven’t
gotten weak from this.
As the days go on
I am inching away
from your hold,
and sooner or later
I will finally be free.
Published on April 24, 2014 11:18