Poem – Break Away 

Am I stuck to live this way, bound and tied with no escape 

The cure for my impairment, nothing but a boulder covered tomb 

The aid I received for my cry of help now only causes me pain, the land of lethargy seems to like to hold me at bay 

Breaking the rules will lead to escape, but at what cost is what I ask 

I vow to never hurt like I’ve hurt the loved before, but the damage I caused can and will never be erased 

I need to break away from this, the thought, or the help, this I don’t know 


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