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Little Black Sparrow

You want to see me cry. 

Tears roll down my face. Not roll but escalate.

Room flooded with tears and I am trapped. drowning in my own sorrow

A black sparrow lands on the windowsill. "Come take me away!" Free me from this life that I now choose to fill with hate.

I can't take it anymore, need to escape.

Need to be embraced, assured that there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Hope still withstanding.

Once I leave there is no going back.

Little black sparrow set me free.

Let me go. Don't hold me down. Let me free. Can't take anymore, let me be.

What is the meaning of this labyrinth that I wish to escape. Not life nor death, but suffering and pain. 

Black sparrow at my window, set me free!

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Comments

Big Sal

Wed 6th Dec 2017 15:24

I like how the transition switches between first-person, and third-person for you the writer, and the trapped bird. Very intriguing take on a subject some people take years to master. Good poem

Hannah Whitfield

Thu 10th Aug 2017 23:08

I'm always here friend, text me anytime if you need someone to vent to or just to talk to about random things if you're ever feeling down, I'm here for you..

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