Free
A poem of depression and wanting to escape…
As I walk through the darkness trying to make my way towards the light, I feel a tearing in my heart and a pain so strong it’s dragging me backwards. I long to be free to live a life of happiness and grace but the pain is to strong and it’s pulling me back into the dark. Oh how I long to escape but I cant breath, the life is being sucked from me and I’m finding it hard to catch my breath. Please free me for I can’t live my life this way. The pain is to much, so I reach for the knife and create more pain but destroy the one before and any after.
I’m free…
I’m free…

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