This thorn
won’t be the one
you catch me on.
Betrayed by
something beautiful.
Draw me in
and hold me down,
begging now,
but not for my freedom.
Lift me up
and help me out.
I’m naked
and covered in wounds.
I earned every one.
Called me by my name
and tried to
get control of my spirit.
And to think
I trusted you
with my life
and my soul.
I took one look
at how the eagle flew
and you
tried to stake me down.
I’m not around.
I found a way out.
Cost me some skin,
but then again,
that’s how you know
it’s important.
I bet you thought
I’d be an easy game.
I hope you learned
the hard way.
I pray
that you’re still learning,
because I can’t just
shut off the pain.
I’m gone,
off on a wing.
Wind will carry me
as far as I need
and I guarantee
you haven’t
heard the last
of me.
My name
is gonna be
a haunting refrain.
Consider it payback
for all the thorns
you stuck in me.
HG – 2021
