I resigned from my duty
For the purpose of 'fitting in';
To be please all their needs,
And be more like them.
To accommodate, agree & accept without question
To surpress & seethe inwardly, without further suggestion
To fight the urge
to writhe my way
Back to where I belong
To the land of the living,
the land of the wronged
~~~
The land of imagination,
of freedom & health;
Not at all like the world
of fast fame & wealth.
~~~
I do miss it. Terribly so.
I miss Calliope's cosmos of colour,
In poetry, art & sound.
~~~
And that's why I'm back
from my self-inflicted cage,
Back from the dead
to this flailing day & age.
~~~
To shut down my fears,
& let all doubt go
To link arms with the brave,
& just go with the flow.
~~~
This is my story,
& I'm sure you'll agree
Now that we're here,
It's time
to fly free.
~~~
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