What can one say about relationships?
One minute a beautiful partnership
The next has you in fits
So what are we to make of it?
One asks, why not be free?
What is it that’s important to me?
Is it the feeling of bonhomie?
Or should I set myself free?
With all the questions laid bare
And pennies for my care
I cannot deny the urges
That always takes me there
Sometimes I look back…
Attempting to define what I lacked
As if I have put myself on a rack
Lost and bound to never come back