Now I'm Free

Sprinklings of ideas.

Flowing droplets of thoughts.

Trinkets to remind me of you.

 

Scars flow down my arm,

Tears down my cheek,

They ride down my neck and into my skin,

The moisture so refreshing,

From this never ending heat wave filling my chest.

 

My mind still cannot tell,

If your presence made me ill,

Or powerful.

Only time will tell I say.

 

And yet I am here.

Waiting to move on.

You and your crimes still fresh in my mind,

And I ask the universe.

Why?

And when?

And how?

 

I cry to the brightest star,

For an explanation of this injustice.

All I hear are old Brits,

Singing

Let it be.

 

I comply.

If unwillingly.

But thankfully.

Now I fly.

Now I'm free.

 

Author's Note

Im kinda proud of this one. let me know what u think...

Reviews

[Alucard]

Great read with really god flow
I comply. If unwillingly. but thankfully. Now I fly. Now I'm free. This verse said an awful lot to me, most likely not in its intended way, but I really liked this piece. Hope to see more in the future!

[Stephanie]

"I cry to the brightest star,
For an explanation of this injustice.
All I hear are old Brits,
Singing
Let it be."

That made me smile, because I love Brits and the Beatles. I thought this was really powerful, and full to the brim with emotion and seriousness. It was compelling and I enjoyed reading it. Great job! :)