I run.            
                                  I sprint as fast as I can.
                                  Not that there's any need.
                                  There's nothing trying to keep me,
                                                No guards,
                                                No fences,
                                                Not even the rope;
                                           It wore away with every lie.

                      I smile.
                                  I can feel the freedom
                                  As it pulses through my veins.
                                  I no longer feel the crimson love
                                                Pouring,
                                                Rushing,
                                                Escaping from cuts,
                                           All my scars are healed at last.

                      I sing.
                                  I allow my soul's song to fill the air.
                                  For the first time in forever,
                                  It is neither a scream nor a cry
                                                For mercy,
                                                For relief,
                                                For an end to the pain,
                                           The dark prison fades in the distance.  


                                                           I simply cannot understand
                                                     Why they believe I should lament
                                                                        This freedom,
                                                                  When, in all honesty,
                                                                                  I've never felt more alive.