Freedom
And through it all I found love. Cast over across a deadly sea. I didn’t get swept under. I didn’t drown. I found an undying urge within myself. To fight and carry on. I lived through the oblivion. I survived a state of hopelessness. I am unwilling to aknowledge what is left. I am unwilling to see the light inside. For the pain still lives on. It disguises itself as an anxious current within. The way the scars have faded ever so slight. The way the years have changed the color of my eyes. If only there was a road leading back. I’d tread lightly just to hold on tighter to the things I’d lost. Somehow of all that is gone, I am still here. And through it all I found hope. Through it all I found myself. Ive seen enough now to walk away. To lay the chaos inside of me to rest. To set myself free of all that I have done. Of all that I regret. To make peace with the past. To resign myself to the future. To accept the choices that led me here.