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.
Someone came into my cell today,
Came to untie my shackles:
People say it’s good to be set free,
I can’t see how the
Deceptive, manipulative, vindictive
Nature of the release could be anything other than
I thought I’d be safely held up by his chains forever,
Snuggled in omnibenevolence,
That’s not the case.
I’m now a puppet without a master,
My sense of direction has been
Pride, self-worth, hope -
Do people recover from this?
Can you recover from the
Heartache of being
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.
from the immovable pressures and stresses and worries
from the dictatorship, derision and hurries.
as the last minutes crawl into the present
it’s finally the end.