Free
When I learned the truth,
the only thing I want to do
is to be free.
Free from emotion, free from
anything, free from
everything.
Free like a bird, free like
fruits hanging senselessly on trees,
free like a fish without air, free
like wind-blown ashes.
To be free, to be
free, forever I long to be
Until, the ground hits me
in the head, until I regain
my senses, until
I feel the need
of air, until I
feel the burn.
To be free, I want to be
but the pain reminds me
to be free and to live
are two different things.
Copyright © James Hou | Year Posted 2017
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