Emotions: my emotions;
weigh: as does an anchor, upon a vessel;
my image to the world.
Wherein lies my soul; longing to be free: -
to ride the breeze, around the world;
to dance around the stars;
converse with Gods, from ages past;
to harp with ancient bards.
Alas: to love, to hate, to grieve;
be happy; then not to be:
a moody vessel I, and all who are my like.
Haul the anchor; set to drift;
toward a rocky shore.
Planks to tear asunder, my spirit now to soar.
Confined my soul, my spirit old;
should slip beneath the waves:
forever lost my spirit; trapped within its dying.
But those who own my image, come screaming to my head: -
“Come back; come back.” You wayward fool;
your life with ours entwined.
Anchor chain, through fingers slip,
my soul cries through the pain: - Emotions: my Emotions: -
have bested me again.
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