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Prisoner

Choking on too much care,

Smothered by too many promises of perpetuity,

A friendship so biased, I struggled

for space to breathe.

 

Lost and confused, running frantically,

reaching out for something else.

But instead, you catch up

binding me in a friendship, I don’t wish to keep.

 

Your friendship is a handcuff,

and I’m the Prisoner.

 

Shards of metal fly around,

causing unseen ripples,

on the cold floor,

underneath the cold mattress.

 

Contrasting the cold handcuff,

on the warm skin,

Cutting through heartstrings.

breaking invisible bonds,

ripping through flesh,

I broke it.

 

Not all promises are kept,

Not all friendships are forever.

It’s a two way road,

and I’m not willing

to go any forward.

 

Composed by: Vaishnavi Sanap and Ami Bhansali

 

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