Thursday, 13 September 2012

To Break Free

Feeling so lost
So caught in this web -
A web of lies
Of a spider I should kill?
Am I the fly?
Who will never escape,
Or the lonely sweep
To clear the cobwebs away.

Whichever, whenever
I try to break free,
Of all the strings
That are holding me.

I will not be a puppet,
I will be my master,
I will captain my ship
Through uncharted waters.

To find that one island
That I can man,
That one island
To be my own land.