to let go after later

caged love

One by one things disappear
or fall apart.
One by one as my heart grows heavier
so does my feelings of escape.
As much as I want you here,
running against the wind.
I need you to let go of my hand.

Smile at me.
Release me from this...
comforting bind.
I don't want to cry anymore,
on the inside.
What can I do?
But ask you not to look at me
with those dark eyes,
like unforgiving wells.
Those soft hands,
like pleasant needles against my skin.

I crave for the wings you clipped off.
Fly with me.
Don't look at me with pity.
I am not a child....
I suppose not fully.
Not fully there
Not fully here.
It hurts to say I love you
Do you feel it to?
This suffocating blindness.

This cage i cant say I regret it.
I just wish it was made,
Much later