Two souls dwell, alas! in my breast. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe)
Every day I am yearning
Yearning to be free
Everyday I am yearning
yearning to be me.
She hurts inside
She needs to heal
I’m locked inside
wanting to feel.
Where’s the lock?
Where’s the key?
LET ME OUT!
SHE NEEDS ME!
She can’t do this
on her own
the past has shown
she can’t, not alone.
She has me locked
so far away,
I am yearning for the day
SHE MEETS ME.







now this is pretty cool. I like it.
great piece luna 🙂 as always I should say. Wriiten so it could be easliy used in different ways.
my potluck was here
You certainly know how to craft the essence of inner dialogue, i can’t wait to read the other two!
painful sentiments you paint
Very deserving of your nomination. This poem is so moving and heart-breaking. Lovely