Living Free Poem by Cynthia Carpenter
Living Free
Sitting here just doing me
Living wild, being free
Alone I lay in my bed
Thoughts of you running through my head
Why does my life have to be so hard?
Through the years my wrist have become scarred
But you brought me out, you made me whole
Now you have a corner of my soul
You made me who I am today
Free of my sorrows I've begun to lay
Lay down the burdens of my past
So that mine and your love can last
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4/26/2024 2:01:33 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Your poem is captivating! I have rated it 10/10. 'But you brought me out, you made me whole Now you have a corner of my soul You made me who I am today Free of my sorrows I've begun to lay Lay down the burdens of my past So that mine and your love can last' - A melodious song!