You met me years afar off
When the wrinkles had set in
My heart pounded by challenges
My smile worn out by pain

A lil while back we would have bonded
Laughed hysterically and psych battled
I would have teased and taunted you to pieces
My poetry was secondary to my speeches

But now the glimmer is found only in my eyes
The chains on my youth clang with my sighs
In you, I see the freedom I was, at its highs
But then I'm shackled back when you say bye

So faintly I reach out and hope we'd meet
Somewhere in the scribbles of the remains of me
and with the shovel of your company you'd gently dig
Through the debris of my quietness, and set me free