I'm fighting for freedom in these bones
Freedom to run across great waters
Freedom to sing, to fly, to be myself.
Because maybe one day I'll find out why things are the way they are
And I won't have to fight so hard to breathe
In and out
Because someone will keep me safe
In His arms I'll be pure, untouched, perfect.
Someday - and someday will be forever
The piano sings, like I'm going to sing someday.
I can feel it. I will sing.
The voice I have now is terribly flat, but one day I will sing!
The birds have a sense of freedom, I spot them.
I grow strong with envy when I see them.
But then I think of their hardship,
And know that one day I will sing, in perfect harmony.
Pitiful things they really are,
Everyone wants total freedom.

My body ached
I felt bruised
Stretched to the limits
I felt physically abused.

My insides were moved
To different locations
It felt unreal
It was a surreal sensation.

My back hurt
My bones shifted
I felt sick
The pain persisted.

I felt like being ripped
From the inside out
They watched and waited
As I continued to shout.

Oh! The pain!
Oh! The discomfort!
I lay there out of breath
As I pushed with all my effort.

One last great push
It will soon end
I screamed
I shouted

Then stillness
Silence fell
My head plopped back
I felt like I was under a spell.

The silence was broken
By a piercing wail
It sounded like an angel
And you were unveiled.

Nothing ached anymore
There you are
My little angel
My little shining star.