Flying Free
This is a poetic ballad inspired by Avril Lavigne's hit song "Complicated".
Now let the words disperse.
What could be worse?
You’re the real you, only in reverse.
There’s no need to rehearse.
Every answer is terse.
Every night into tears I submerse.
You don’t love, you coerce.
This is why we cannot immerse.
A tempting look tickles emotions when we’re together.
Having the temerity to alter characters happens more than sketchy weather.
Hopes of change are now simply worn out leather.
Your personality is counterfeit fabric, like pleather.
Time for ropes of bondage to untether.
Flying free from every manipulative feather.
Now let the words disperse.
What could be worse?
You’re the real you, only in reverse.
There’s no need to rehearse.
Every answer is terse.
Every night into tears I submerse.
You don’t love, you coerce.
This is why we cannot immerse.
Talking calmly when we’re alone turned into bragging to friends on the phone.
Before we met, I wish I had known.
Hopeless romantics believe damaged hearts can be sewn.
When you’re feeling down I wanted to be your gemstone.
True love moves in all directions even when thrown.
Better off standing alone.
Time for ropes of bondage to untether.
Flying free from every manipulative feather.
Now let the words disperse.
What could be worse?
You’re the real you, only in reverse.
There’s no need to rehearse.
Every answer is terse.
Every night into tears I submerse.
You don’t love, you coerce.
This is why we cannot immerse.
Loves me, loves me not.
Here I sit playing this game on the spot.
Why couldn’t our hearts dance together in a fancy fox-trot?
This is not asking a lot.
Not once was there even a sweet made bank shot.
These feelings have twisted my heart into a knot.
Time for ropes of bondage to untether.
Flying free from every manipulative feather.
Now let the words disperse.
What could be worse?
You’re the real you, only in reverse.
There’s no need to rehearse.
Every answer is terse.
Every night into tears I submerse.
You don’t love, you coerce.
This is why we cannot immerse.
Sorrowful anguish now sits at the window seat of ticking time.
Each beat of the heart is accompanied with a painful chime.
When stormy clouds gather the rain will wash away the grime.
Emotional distress leaves one feeling like the victim of a crime.
Upon the journey of healing I begin to climb.
Time for ropes of bondage to untether.
Flying free from every manipulative feather.
Now let the words disperse.
What could be worse?
You’re the real you, only in reverse.
There’s no need to rehearse.
Every answer is terse.
Every night into tears I submerse.
You don’t love, you coerce.
This is why we cannot immerse.
Days turn into weeks wondering many things.
Looking at my phone hoping it’s you every time it rings.
Love hurts, but it also really stings.
Why did you have to play with my heartstrings?
Looking into the mirror reminds me to spread my wings.
Time for ropes of bondage to untether.
Flying free from every manipulative feather.
Now let the words disperse.
What could be worse?
You’re the real you, only in reverse.
There’s no need to rehearse.
Every answer is terse.
Every night into tears I submerse.
You don’t love, you coerce.
This is why we cannot immerse.
Now let the words disperse.
What could be worse?
You’re the real you, only in reverse.
There’s no need to rehearse.
Every answer is terse.
Every night into tears I submerse.
You don’t love, you coerce.
This is why we cannot immerse.
Affectionate love never needs to be so complicated.
Every word you ever spoke to me was completely fabricated.
Dishonesty and deceit left our chances entirely sedated.
Love cannot flourish when vacated.
Chivalry will never be outdated.
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