Writer's Companion

Writer's Companion

Saturday, 18 August 2012

To Be Free

To Be Free

To be free of these shackles that bind my heart
bind my soul and life
To wonder the world and be a part,
To fly away somewhere new,
With trees of green and flowers bright
Where no one is there watching you,
To finally be myself again,
Not them, or her, or she,
No terror, heart ache, or pain,
To forget they exist and breath and live
forget what they did, said, made me,
just to be free, what I wouldn't give,
The joy of the heart, to smile and laugh,
happiness, love, such a sight to see,
tears of sweet joy, but only half,
half my life and half my soul
to be free happy, loved,
Is my goal,
Break the shackles, and slice the chains,
Pull open the door, and run out the prison,
See the grass, the rain, the sun again,
Look at the blue of the sky above,
Look at the mountain, the hills,
Feel alive, feel joy, feel love.

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