Treasure Island

Brian Hinckley

(07-30-81 / Buffalo, New York)

Unchained and Unfettered

Energized, I stand before you,
for once looking at you
eye to eye.

Liquid pools plead;
you realize,
you now need to fight.

You used to intoxicate me,
more than any amber liquid could.
Now I am unchained;

Your entwining spells once encased me,
but now I stand liberated.
My eyes now sparkle
in ways you never thought they could.

Cryptic and incongruous,
my answers rarely match your questions,
leaving you wanting.

Standing strong,
I no longer feel the pull
from the chains around my heart.

My words echo,
lost to you.
I smile when I think back,
and realize I was right.

My steps echo,
moving farther from you
on unfettered legs.
Freedom is intoxicating now.

My thoughts echo,
roaring in your mind.
With my mind unchained,
Possessing the roar of a lion,
I am a mouse no longer.

Submitted: Saturday, August 02, 2008
Edited: Saturday, August 02, 2008

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