Yes it’s true
holding on too tight even when they ask you to
causes eels to revert back to nature
and seek to wriggle free
you said
hold me so tight I cannot escape
I found I was
even when I didn’t know it
never good at sharing
imagining you the idol of another
I felt your place was with me
that was wrong wasn’t it?
you were a bird in a cage
I didn’t have the key
it was down your throat
stopping you from singing
and when the storm came
you coughed up all your metal
and turned it on me
I must say
you sounded beautiful
as you flew
far beyond us both