" Framed By Your Own Fingers"

Hearing a call for liberty...deeply

Deciding the suffering has lasted enough

Stuffed in a jail cell..completely

Beginning with complementary rigid handcuffs

 

Confused so, wearing the name tag----> VICTIM

Stabbed with the knife of madness

Goes without saying unlike dictum

How they stole away your gladness

 

Sadness eventually sets in after anger

Who then invites her best friend, bitter

Creating a full house party of danger

One following the other like Twitter

 

The guard of pride watches over day and night

Allowing for stewing settlement

No get-a-ways granted; therefore no flight

Uncomfortable to the cliff of feeling "out of your element"

 

Relevant it is greatly... still

No speck of doubt in your mind

But even more is what you currently feel

Since peace you can not find

 

Locked away in a strong prison

Forgiveness is key to your release

The weight can be risen

Bringing warmth to your coldness like a fleece

 

Take off the orange suit

Gently fold & lay it neatly aside

Wash away the kept counts:reboot

Go home light as can be...where in-between self and the world, walls can no longer divide.

 

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