I bang on the walls of my mind,
From my cage, holding safety inside.
Here, I yell out with all my might,
“I want out!”
I can no longer stand this land,
Where the darkness is my only friend.
I feel trapped in a world that is not mine.
So, again, I scream,
“I want out!”
A lunatic echoes inside my head,
Invoking an image of a way out:
“Hope’s thin blade is your silver key,
Which will release you from despair,
And let you escape life’s nightmare.”
Holding back tears, I loudly plead,
“I want out!”
In desperation, I follow delusion’s instructions,
Making a straight path down the midline.
I go deep until the color of freedom flows.
Then, as the crimson comes,
I find my release.
I am out.
©️ John Harvey
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Leavesdance is John Harvey’s debut book, though he has been crafting poetry for more than twenty-five years. Inspired by the voices of Shakespeare, Poe, and Vennie Kocsis, he brings a timeless sensitivity to his work. He is also an avid collector of classic books and has a lifelong love of the sea.
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