Free

A girl holds a torn letter

Can’t move because of her ankle fetter

A prisoner in her heart

A beautiful, broken piece of art

She holds it close to her chest

Hoping her heart will one day rest

When the words are read

They never seem to leave her head

She opens it slow

Waits for the words to flow

Could she possibly throw it away?

She’d always wanted him to stay.

The puddles left by the rain

An abundance of her pain

She drops the letter in the water

No longer does it matter

The first step has been taken

The girl has now reawaken

The clouds part their way

Letting out the sun’s ray

The fetter now falls off

No longer bound by a cuff

A new start to life

Time to start feeling alive