Free

Out of this state is where I crave to be

Only then will my clipped wings be soaring free

The skeletons jump out of my closet

ambushing me from all sides. 

Memories stand in line

As I try to numb my mind

But when has life ever been so kind

Out of the state is where I dream to be

My skeletons growing smaller the further I flee

They keep me up at night

heart racing

As I lie motionless

The pain I find myself embracing

Out of this state I'm finally free

the skeletons yell and search bu the cannot find me

For I am not in a place

But rather I am a thing

Like the sunrise in the morning

Or the blubirds soaring, no longer afraid 

To joyfully sing

 

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