curly shackles
I packed her up. Took her bag and filled it Full of her, Her fancy side-step and leaking eyes, Her broken back and knowing heart, Her puzzle pieced spirit and cracked heels. For her to glow sincere and find the depths in her Took apart her drawers… Made her kneel and give thanks. Made her cry out and rejoice. Took her naiveté by the roots and sawed away with all my might Sheared away her doubts and left her gasping Time for second glances is past I forced her down and made her repentant Arrogance is for the hiding and she must choose to seek I packed her up Instead I search for humility Head shaven Palms open I seek the god in me Left my fight on the floor And simply walked free As it was swept away To float in the breeze Curly shackles, shackling me no more.