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.