Broken Stained Glass: A Poem

Someone set me free
I just want to read 
Stacks of books that sit by me 
They tease 

Someone set me free 
I just want to paint 
The need to create 
The grips so tight I feel I might faint 

Someone set me free 
It's getting hard to breathe 
The purpose of this life 
Has to be more than modern-day slavery 

I need to be free 
I believe I will be free 
Someday maybe on this earth 
I will give birth 

To my own free self 
The only one who can free me is me 
Simply because I can't rely on the health 
Or wealth 

Of other people who come and go 
Stick around just for show 
None of its real 
But how deeply I feel 

The need to never kneel to anyone 
Only myself 
It's me vs. Me
I don't have the luxury 
Of family 

I've never had a real one 
They're all scattered about 
Like pieces 
of a broken stained glass window 

Once it was pretty 
I pity them all now 
Those broken pieces I've missed 
Tried to put them back together 

Well, they have missed me too 
But only in ways that they will never 

Because I'm me 
I just need to be free 
Released from the chains of the work 
Someone, please set me free 

I'm calling out now 
To a spirit 
Or to my own self 

I have to rely on solely

Yes, Soul-y 
Just set me free 
Someone set me free 
I just want to read 
Kimberly Anne is a freelance writer and aspiring author. She is currently in school working towards her BA in Creative Writing and English. Besides work and school, she is writing her first novel and helps small businesses design their websites and brands. You can follow @kimberlyanneinc on IG and Twitter.

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