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curious mind of a growing author

Now, I am not in a frame of mind where I want to leave anyone right now – I am not depressed, I am not suicidal today, I am not hinting at any discomforts emotionally at all; yet despite this, today has been a day where poetically, I cannot help but write about relationships ending, leaving a former life etc. and this is just a fluke… or is it? Am I going through some kind of subconscious rebirth? Is this the start of a midlife crisis? I haven’t a clue, but currently I think I am very happy with the people who are in my life.
A lot of my poems are based on my past, particularly my childhood. But the ones I have written today are largely focusing on sexual relationships that are coming to a close, yet I am not in this situation – though I have been once. But the words in the poems would have been different surely? As I never left them, they didn’t leave me for the reasons I wrote about today, so where these poems came from is a mystery to me.
Another thing is I have written two poems today and both of those poems have a particular sentence in common “It’s not that I don’t love you”, now, I have had this said to me on many occasions before, when I was about to be dumped – the excuses that came after were varied.
Sometimes a writer can be in a frame of mind to write about something they have never experienced and usually I have been told that this is wrong – you should always write about what you know in order to sound authentic. So let me know if you think it sounds authentic enough for a person who has never experienced what I wrote about in the two poems I will post later in the week called “It’s not that I don’t love you” and “It’s not that I don’t love you 2”.
Thank you for reading

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I need my freedom

My essence is in pain

Being imprisoned drives it insane

This world has locked me in

It has accused me of sin

Yet I only came for sanctuary

I had no place to go

How can I ever tell it?

I don’t even know

I am locked in prison

But it’s for my own good

I am trapped here forever

Because I’m misunderstood

I hope I break free soon

I hope I’m not doomed

I hope I have a saviour

I feel so entombed

I need to spread my wings

And do ordinary things

Like being free and being me

And all my yearnings

I hope I can leave this world

I hope it’s heard my song

I want to leave

To stay I’ll grieve

I hope it sees it’s wrong

But for now all I can do is wait

I hope it’s not my fate

To stay not leave or I will grieve

Forever and a day

I need freedom

I need my family

I need my friends

And I will never leave them ever again

I want freedom

Please let me leave

And retrieve my life before I came here

You know I need them

I need to go

How do I show, that I am innocent?

And that you’ve got me all wrong?

I need my freedom

I need my freedom

I need my freedom


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Oh Summer

The summer brings freshness to the air around us

A warm breeze that gets into the bones warming our insides and feeding us with drops of the sun

The rustle of the trees around me sing a tune of ancient songs

I am in love with this place

My love for it is strong

Oh summer, to deny me of your presence, is wrong

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