Leashed by Meridian Zuriel

Knowing to do good
But don’t do it
Knowing to do right
But don’t
Knowing to go right
But won’t
Knowing repercussions are guaranteed
But I go anyway
Knowing the aftermath isn’t pretty
But I go astray
Knowing to do right
But wrong is done instead
Now the images
Won’t leave my head

Now trying to get free
But something’s pulling at me
Leashed like a dog
A servant to slavery
Chained and bound
In a sea profound
Seeing ways out
But I’m pulled back
A locomotive
Run off track
Whipped and attacked
Because of the wisdom
That was lacked
When the door was open
That should’ve remained closed
Now Hope is taking its time
To teach me a lesson I suppose

Ing Twi Demalah (170.222.100.210) -- Sunday, September 25 2011, 07:07 am

Ah yes......
Our greatest battles occur within ourselves, I love this poem Meri i can deffinately relate, I always learn lessons the hardway myself. Keep writing my friend.

-Ing

Meri (205.188.116.135) -- Monday, September 26 2011, 06:44 pm

Thanks Ing.
Hey poet!

Yes. It's those hard lessons that really teach.

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