Wednesday, September 19, 2018

Freedom

Fire burns through my being
Taking me over slowly
Threatening to consume me
Rather than be a part
I push against these walls
The ones that are closing in
I long to be free again

I struggle to fill my lungs
I scratch the walls at hand
Less and less light shows
Hope is dwindling now
Recovery seems distant
Though, a hand, I feel
Undetermined if it's real

I look for a sign
Search for this cause
For the light I'm seeing
Ripping through the dark
Filling my heart
A newfound flame
Filling me with a name

He doesn't want to rule
Only hopes to be a part
For He created me
Not to be defeated
He created me free
Wants freedom in me
No other way, should I be

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