Incarceration (love)
I want to speak to my heartThe part of it that still speaks
Broken by incarceration
Not allowed visits for weeks
Spending years locked away as
hope slips and time passes
Trapped behind bars for an error in judgement
Or was it?
Maybe the punishment doesn't really Match the crime
Maybe my heart feels it deserves to do the time
Maybe it was worth it
To feel the rush of something real
To have reached the highest level that it could ever hope to feel
Maybe that was the point.
To teach me the un taught and unexplained
To show me what it is and why it is worth it to
...
I get it now.
I see.
My heart needs this more than me.
For there is more to the life of the heart than just a subtle beat
I hear you
My bohemian revolutionary
Fighting for freedom, beauty, truth, and
...
You are my heart.
And I will wait for you on the other side
Ready to hear your stories of who what and why
For now I'll write
To you, for you, and about you
Express in every letter how I couldn't do it with out you
And if the day comes when you are finally free from that place
I will be there waiting for you at the front gate
Ready to take you home and show you what's changed
With me, I feel nothing will be the same
And how can it?
While you were away I was here,
Alone,
Trying to convince myself that I knew enough to
....
I was close but the whole time I knew what I was missing
I can show it, but the feeling of it was non existing
I'm a mess for it
So far from the best for it
Hard to progress feeling so depressed for it
And I don't blame you
You did what you had to
Stayed away hoping both of us would pull through
And maybe we will
Maybe we will
How can we know till we're together
This pain has reached the brain
On the same plane as it did the heart
Chained in a different prison
Contained left in the dark
But seeing a spark inflamed
Igniting a newer start
Unchanged on the surface
But different internal parts
So now they match rhythm
Segregated and yet cohesive
When were finally reunited
When I finally get to feel that warm beat again in my chest
I'll know just like my heart does
What it means to really
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