Prisoner Of Myself! Poem by Eric Cockrell
Prisoner Of Myself!
for too long
i was a prisoner...
a prisoner of myself!
held captive by desires
that numbed my longing..
settling for second hand shoes,
and paths already forged..
convinced i was sacrificing
my spirit for my heart.
that wont fly anymore.
i'm too damned old to pretend,
even to myself.
though the man in the mirror
often disappoints me,
he is what he is!
this body beat down and worn,
this spirit demands its freedom.
love was never a light
you plugged in at night,
but a torch that burned
beyond all control...
a flame that makes its own way!
Mixed feelings are hard to deal with, but at least you made it to superbly capture them. Excellent insight into inconsistency, and an honest one at that.
Good and excellent poem. sometimes, we become our own prisoner...especially in our mind and thoughts...when we become lonely and have nothing to do.
Prisoner Of Myself! ...WOW! i really enjoyed reading this poem, like always :)
The heart is reluctant to fly; the spirit that was sacrificed to heart demands freedom; love makes its own way. And you are a prisoner of yourself. It seems difficult for this poor mind to comprehend the meaning though I am as old as you are. It is obsecurity, sir!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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nice work. i can relate to this myself. great piece.