Please comment... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- How could you have happened to me?: I'm on my way out into the cold / under the moon and my mind's still raging inside I'm on my way out, hope I make it home soon 'cause my mind's still raging inside I want to let it all out and be left all alone I don't want you here now since I'm always on my own Out of my clothes and into your bed Out of my skin and into your head Out of my life and into your arms Out of my way and right into harm You always want to help me solve problems, which you've caused You always want to help me fight battles, which you've already lost And I'm finally fed up with it always being me In the middle of words, fists and feet And I'm finally fed up with it always being me *tied down and unable to leave* *So now...Let. Me. Be. Free.* **= EDITED
Great piece! I love the title, and most of the poem a lot. The last line could use a touch of work, but outside of that, it is good. One of my favourite pieces from you in a while