The gossamer strings of silver

The Gossamer strings of Silver
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The Gossamer Strings of silver
I walk away,
Taking off the tight nooses of visible rope,
opening the locks and the doors.

Walk away,
Into the open once again,
Breathe the fresh air,
Breathe again,
Remember the suffocation;
That changed me as a person,
Made me the weeping bird in the cage.

I walk way,
And then in the sunshine,
I turn around,
To take one last look,
And what i find;
are tiny silver strings of gossamer,
Still connecting me back to the web.

The spider's web,
They still exist,
I can see them,
Those thin strong silver strings of  gossamer.

I see them shine in the sunshine,
They still connect me to my cage.
I stand there,
I watch.

I want to snap those strings of gossamer,
walk away,
Yet , i stand there,
And watch them in amazement;
At how beautifully they shine in the sunshine.
Those shiny silver strings of Gossamer.
Written by Dr.A aka Lecinqblog