No more….by Eliza Keating

I can not carry you a moment more
my feet they ache ,my body’s sore .

the time has come to walk away
no words I’ll speak .no more to say

you must unclasp let go my hand

 I don’t belong within your troubled land

at first upon my hands and knees I crawl
at first without you holding on,I fall

eventually I walk and gather pace
with coolest wind in air upon my face

I’m running now from burdened life I’m free
no stifled us, at last , I carry only me

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