Am I Finally Free?

Stabbing pain in my heart

Floods of tears

Years of betrayal

Rage and hate burn inside

Loneliness consumes me like a thick mist

My skin prickles from this blanket

“Where am I,” I ask

A tangled net binds me

Screams pour out of my mouth like rivers

I claw desperately at my prison

One string snaps, then another

On my knees, outstretched arms to the sky

The sun dries the last of my tears

Am I finally free?

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