Freedoms Door

Freedoms Door

A Poem by Forgotten

I say goodbye to the life I have known,
Farewell to my suffocation, 
Long have I suffered under the hands of democracy,
The very hands that doomed me,
Here I stand at freedoms door,
Standing above the world that birthed me,
Feeling nothing in my hollowed existence,   
No tears will fall for me,
No mourning to occur.

Let my memory be frozen in time,
Unable to survive the winters ahead,
For what I have equates to the lack of being,
No flesh to remember that I am human,
Free of pain and fire,
No longer will I watch my world burn,
No longer will I witness the eyes of the suffering,
The disappointment you harbour means nothing now,
Let my body succumb to the fall.

When I reach my summit I shall pray for deliverance, 
As I fall should I forgive those who damned me?
I am mortal till' I reach rock bottom,
When the winds cease to enter my tomb,
Do not pursue me, 
Let me lay as I ask,
I shall seek sanctuary at freedoms door.

© 2014 Forgotten

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Making some changes is not an easy thing...only waking up is easy.

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4 Years Ago

Thank you for you review Scott, this poem has come from a rather dark place, but I prefer to write t.. read more
Scott Metro

4 Years Ago

The darkness I could taste...well done my friend.

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Added on January 25, 2014
Last Updated on January 25, 2014



Gloucestershire, Stroud, United Kingdom

My real name is John-Paul Crawford, I do voluntary work at Stroud FM and hopefully after my training will be allowed my own slot on air. Writing takes up most of my time, I'm always trying to better m.. more..


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