Friday, November 18, 2011

A Poem: Break Free

This is a poem I wrote at a time (2006) when I was mourning the path that a loved one was going down. It can be about breaking free from many things: addictions, generational curses, peer pressure, societal, cultural, and family pressure, or just the sinful flesh in general.


Break Free



Stand firm on faith

Don't trust your human eyes

Cause everything around you

Is living off of lies

They say love doesn't work

It's weak and ineffective

You've gotta fight for what you want

And leave no room to be rejected


But they're walking on a leash

And they think the guy next to them

Knows where he is headed

But really he's pretending

Just like you


So why are you doing all the things that you're doing?

And who's on the other end of the leash?

And how did the leash get clipped to your collar?

Break free, break free, don't you wanna be free?


So you broke from the leash

And now you're making choices

But you can't help but notice

The sounds of all the voices

Telling which way to go

How can you decide?

You make your decision

And get started on your ride

But as soon as you get going

You see you're facing head on

A stampede of people

By their leashes being drawn

You feel so alone

And you don't want to be seen

So you attempt to blend in

And hide


So why are you doing all the things that you're doing?

And who's tugging on the end of your leash?

And how did you get caught up in all this confusion?

Break free, break free, don't you wanna be free?


They clip a leash on you

And you feel you're moving backward

You fight the other way

But the crowd marches onward

Where are we going?

You finally call out

And you see some folks around you

That seem to share your doubts

Let's break free

You suggest to your neighbors

They say, no we're going this way

As you near the gas chambers

But you see in their eyes

That they wanna turn around

They just lack the strenght to do it

Just like you


So why are you doing all the things that you're doing?

And who's tugging on the end of your leash?

And how far will you go before you step up and fight?

Break free, break free, don't you wanna be free?


So you decide you're gonna fight

And you rip off your collar

You walk against the crowd

Even though you're so much smaller

But your heart is alive

That's the only thing that matters

You fall down but you get up

And now the crowd scatters

Cause they see that you mean business

That you know where you're headed

A few rip off their own collars

As the leashholder has dreaded

And you're no longer alone

Now you're strong and moving forward

With so many roads ahead

You're finally free


So why are you doing all the things that you're doing?

You no longer feel the tugging, you no longer wear a leash.

You stepped up and fought and you made the right decision.

Break free, break free, don't you love to be free?

1 comment:

  1. Caitlin, I remember this! I feel like this should be set to music, wouldn't that be cool? It already has a chorus...

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