Now you have taken
Everything,
/
You shattered me
To smithereens
/
You buried me alive
And kept
/
My heart
In a glass box
/
To watch it
Rot
/
On a dark shelf in your museum
Of hope;
/
You win – you’ve taken
Everything:
/
The arms I fought
With
/
And the light I fought
For
Such a deep feeling of emptiness in these lines.
Thank you for reading! The events of the day have inspired this feeling.
surrender is freedom
Or death… which, of course, is the ultimate freedom 🙂