Leaving Independence Behind

Please don’t ask me about the hardest thing I’ve ever done. 

It’s easy to talk about the things that were simply not fun. 

Or the delusions that peppered my life for a short time. 

But when I left my only hope for independence, it felt like a crime. 

When they locked me up, I was scared to go home. 

I hoped they’d keep me in these flickering hallways to forever roam. 

So I could be the ghost I feel I am. 

I can’t trade today’s sanity for tomorrow’s hope, like I wish I can. 

Along with me, my family left their expectations behind. 

It was all my choice to leave a future that is kind. 

I will let my future float like the wind out of these bars-

So that all I am allowed to do is watch the happy families pass by in their cars.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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