You Must Learn To Set Me Free Now

you must my dear learn to set me free now
it has been time that i have been inside
the cell of your self-made light, inside the
shackles of your own illusions, i have been
free all my life and i can continue to pretend
that i am inside your own kind of predictions.
i want you to be alive, i want you to be free
like the way i free myself from my own shadows.

learn the ways of the clouds unleashing all its rains.
cry if you will, grieve if so needed, then take in what
is there left from your eyes, breathe your own soul.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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