LIBERALIZATION (PART I)

My days are longer,

Over and over,

Creating a sequence,

Tying me down to my nuance,

Akin to a captive,

With an edge of a positive;

Perhaps because I can roam-

Freely in the realm;

With each step lost,

Deep in the midst,

Of my emotions,

Of fairly spooky proportions,

Hoping my wish,

Can liberate me from this mesh,

Sooner rather than later!