LET ME GO

Please release me, let me go

Let me escape from your mental

Clutches. I walked with you with

Swagger, until you took me through

The briar patch and then as I pulled

Those briars out, light came into my

Veins and a could see over your darkness.

You pretended to be the light, but you

Were just light-fingered and took

Whatever I sent your way. You needed

To control which gave meaning as to why

Another certain person did not want

Regular hours. He did not want to be

Under your thumb, twenty-four seven.

He did not want to be the extrapolation

Part of your made up stories. Nor did I.

You said you wanted to be held in the

Crook of my arm and made a covenant

With me which you obviously never meant

To keep. I gave you four good years and

Then your neglected head wound turned

You upside down and everyone else was

To blame. That is not how life works. Humor

Is a two-way street. Someone is important

All the sudden after being neglected on

Three different occasions. I have kept my

Covenant to you. Stanski on January 24, 2024, ^