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Lead Feet

Lead feet encased in concrete,

One foot must lead the way.

My eyes are blindfolded for now,

Sewn shut as is my mouth, I can't speak. 

My mouth has swallowing on repeat.


I can't move forward one inch,

I can't look inside or outside the door.

My feet are frozen as my heart pounds.

Who am I wrongly protecting?

Whom do I blame myself for being human?


What's causing me my uncertainty?

I can't recall the details of the walls.

Did someone see me walking by and

Was I someone they just had to have?

Was it my perfume or lipstick that glinted in the sun?


Maybe I was kidnapped or worse,

Made to be hurt or humiliated or both.

Time's moving much faster daily.

It's only a matter of time before I remember,

While my feet are made of lead, I am bound metaphorically until I can remember. 


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