Stuart A. Staples - Goodbye to Old Friends
Old Pa's Poetry Corner PILS Stuart A StaplesOLD PA'S WEDNESDAY CLUB
THE PRISON
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STUART A. STAPLES - Goodbye to Old Friends (2006)
THE PRISON
She held my arm tightly
with both her hands
her face was pale
with a hint of pink on her cheeks
a single tear trickled down
she was usually so strong
always in control
i gently pulled away
she released her grip
i turned around
there was no pleasure
in my control
no pleasure at all
i did not look behind
i kept on walking
there was no magnetic pull
dragging me back
nothing
i was free
free from the prison
that was her
She held my arm tightly
with both her hands
her face was pale
with a hint of pink on her cheeks
a single tear trickled down
she was usually so strong
always in control
i gently pulled away
she released her grip
i turned around
there was no pleasure
in my control
no pleasure at all
i did not look behind
i kept on walking
there was no magnetic pull
dragging me back
nothing
i was free
free from the prison
that was her
