freed

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your voice reminds of who i used to be.
a person who was confined inside.
I was living in a jail cell for years

but I'm not that person anymore.
my snow-colored wings are stretched far and wide.

I'm letting loose all the feelings i had bottled up.
I'm becoming someone entirely new and different.
someone who is no longer being held back by your words.

i'm free, so let me be free.

despite everything you put me through. I am now content.
so your words can't hurt like they did before.
you can't chew me out and spit me into the dirt, not anymore.
i have enough strength to ignore you.

but whenever i see you, i still brand you as the person that broke me down.
to let me drown, in the deepest part of the ocean.
to let me take a bullet with no warning

but,
I got through it.
i won the battle, I conquered my biggest enemy

even if the person that broke me, was me.


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