I wrote this poem about being a ward of court whilst being a free spirit. I hope it expresses the contrast of the two.
The Free Spirit Ward of Court
My Heart yearns while my mind dwells,
Liberation from the restraints,
Imposed by the state.
I am energy, so free and abundant,
I crave distance from the piercing eyes of my Nurse.
Give me the sky and I will soar,
Bring me a melody and I will sing.
A free spirit forced to fit into a square box.
A hammered, bent misfit yet vivid and vibrant.
My bodyguards are deaf to this
I cant abscond in present,
But in spirit I am free.
You can cage my body but not my mind,
You can dictate my actions.
But you can’t compose my soul.
You can’t tame me!
I will break free.
And fly as high as my dreams go.
I must hug recovery.
Previously: Running Out