you are not in wonderland ➵ poems

master

I've longed to walk free from these strings
You've held reign of since we met;
But I am the master of my own being -
I will place my own footsteps

And walk where I desire, hell, I'll fly if I want -
Just try to pin me down, I'll set fire to your bones.
The shadows could smother me, swallow me whole but
It wouldn't matter: my will sets me free.

This wolf that howls when moonlight comes
Travels only with whom it loves,
So I will bark and I will bite
Without you: the needle in my side.