A Living Zombie

Free from chains

Free from bars

Free from pain

Free from scars

Free to love

Free my soul

Free my heart

It's now ice cold

Free my skin

Free my mind

Free to live

I'm dying inside

Free from hurt

Free my baby

He's only 16

He did get freed

And now he's free

In the clouds

Heavenly

Fuck this world

I can't breathe

That phone call changed

Everything

My world is gone

I don't believe

That bullets give

Apologies.

This poem is about: 
Me

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