Shackle of longing
Sad so rage
Hit by longing so large
To dam up love
To arrest hope
Want,,
To let dissapear all sorrow and rest
To stop sound of tapping in the chest
Separate soul and life
Not Cinderella
Not rigid and stiff
Not patient with trouble
Waiting for miracle
Tears so dry
Mouth so die
Release scream heart so singing
Longing for nothing
Not only fantasy
But,,
Yearn somebody so buzy
“The real me”
