The Curtains Poem by Kelsey Martinson
The Curtains
Billow in the breeze
Floating
Oh so sweetly
I feel bitter
The curtains are free
And I am not
It's just not fair
I stare
Glaring at the cursed curtains
As they taunt me
With their freedom
But watching it
I realize...
They are not free
The breeze tugs at it
The rings hold it to the wall
Like bars
Restraining once free arms
Like me
The curtains are trapped
Sunday, July 7, 2013
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