Unguided
For a minute, second, waste
I hold on my head to taste
what I was and how I am
how it comes to here I stand
touch my fingers crumbling cold
fear my heart will not be hold
thumping harder ever loud
breathing softly could not shout
anger rising, angst inside
don't know what for what I hide
too long been alone,
too long walken prone
too long in this cage
too long all this rage
Unguided I am,
will you hold my hand?
Do you dare to touch me,
Do you think you could?
would you come unfree me
make 4 prints where I stood?
I hold on my head to taste
what I was and how I am
how it comes to here I stand
touch my fingers crumbling cold
fear my heart will not be hold
thumping harder ever loud
breathing softly could not shout
anger rising, angst inside
don't know what for what I hide
too long been alone,
too long walken prone
too long in this cage
too long all this rage
Unguided I am,
will you hold my hand?
Do you dare to touch me,
Do you think you could?
would you come unfree me
make 4 prints where I stood?