Run

Grand Rapids, Michigan 2017

I woke to find teeth in my spine.

How many bruises? Did you leave behind;

as you claimed, what was mine.

Scattered pieces of a heart split, left beaten.

My clay pot has deepened,

Foundations shaken, though not broken.

Blind to my own sorrow;

though it filled your hollow.

Craving control, ignorant of letting go.

So, I learned to say no;

For me, I learned to let go.

I will be gone tomorrow,

Now more than ever, I am light as a feather.

My wings no longer bound in leather,

I am beholden.

Soaring towards the sun, I am on the run.

Behind I leave an iron cage; hidden rage

And the face you wore whenever on stage.

I’m on a new page;

No longer waiting for things to change.

Love does not lock you away, it runs with you.