You say you don’t want me to go,

But you’ve done nothing to show me you want me to stay. 

You say you’re too stubborn to give up on us, 

But you haven’t even lifted a finger in the fight. 

You say you don’t want another’s hands to hold me,

But I can’t remember what it feels like to be within your own. 

You say you don’t want me to go,

But how… how could I ever stay? 



You seek to contain her,

A character, within your own fantasy.


Oh, but darling,

There’s a universe inside her,

You’re too blind to see.


You desire to restrain her,

A prize kept, never to be seen.


Oh, but darling,

Dark corners do not become her,

And her Light will always fight it’s way free.


Chelsey Whitlow