Shackles

Shackles
I was always too much

And not enough

A sacrifice at the alter

Of someone else’s god

An ocean of longing

In a china teacup

Civilised

Then the tendrils of my energy silvered

Like the hair at my temples

The cup cracked

The shackles that bound me so tightly

We’re washed away

And I walked with my spine erect

Into the woods