A lariat
from the heavens
Grabs my
neck and holds me back…
I get
shackled to past memories,
Decades of
closures that I lack.
I’m a
prisoner of my past years;
Friends and
loves I used to know…
I need to
enjoy the future,
Y’all shut
up and let me go.
Allow me a
piece of tomorrow,
New places
and friends to see…
If you
refuse to lessen my burden,
At least
share me or cut me free.
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