Someone Came into my Cell Today...

New poetry from Chloe Britain


You can hear Chloe reading some of her excellent writing on the latest MUSE podcast here.



Released

Someone came into my cell today,

Came to untie my shackles:

Bittersweet.

People say it’s good to be set free,

But

I can’t see how the

Deceptive, manipulative, vindictive

Nature of the release could be anything other than

Emotionally damaging.

I thought I’d be safely held up by his chains forever,

Snuggled in omnibenevolence,

But

That’s not the case.

Obviously.

I’m now a puppet without a master,

My sense of direction has been

Ripped away

Like my

Pride, self-worth, hope -

Do people recover from this?

Can you recover from the

Heartache of being

Released?


Free

as the hands tick up to their resting place,

the noose around my neck feels ever looser. I try to ground my excitement, but its strength is consuming my mind. I know it’s time, not yet but soon, when I can re-find my

happiness: my laugh, my love, my life and

I’ll be free once again.

free.

from the immovable pressures and stresses and worries

free.

from the dictatorship, derision and hurries.

as the last minutes crawl into the present

it’s finally the end.

I’ve

been

set

Free