Freedom is a myth they say.
A dream that haunts and never sees the light of day.
Freedom is a lie I’ve heard.
Just another concept that turns out to be only a word
Freedom is a trap I believe.
No one can just get up and leave.
Freedom is beyond our reach I think. The last thought that a
person has before they sink.
Freedom is a foolish wish I'm told. Like hunting for treasure when their's only
fool's gold
Is a prayer that never gets answered
A prophecy that remains unfulfilled
Freedom. ..... Freedom
A cry from a desperate part of the human soul
A prize that can be dreamed and not held
A farce without a funny bone
Freedom . . ...Freedom
A path that has no end
Freedom .. . ...
.Freedom
A life unlived
Freedom . . ... .Freedom
A goal without thought
My dream, my path, my farce, my prophecy, my trap, my wish, my
cry, my goal, my myth, my lie, my thought, my prize, my prayer, my love, my
life.
Freedom is my life
I pursue, I maintain, I endure,
Reachingly, crave, longingly, desire, fulfillment, lasting,
tolerance
Feeling diligently awakening ripping piercing raging hollowed
hell
pulling within
I hear the cry, thrill shriek of truth calling.. . you . . .the
words so clear, words I long to hear.. . . have. . . .desperate to know, so
afraid to know. ... it.
The truth unveils itself like petals .. you . .. flowers
growing . . .have . . .in the abyss . . .it. . .. .nothing grows here
Too much pain . .. .you.
. . ..to give new life . . . .have . . .
.can't be . . . .it
Improbable, could it . . .you
.. .have .. . be . . . ..it. . .
. . . true
you .. .have . .. .it
you have it.
