So close to freedom,
It's on the tip of my tongue.
It tastes so sweet.

My exhausted, aching body trudges along in the retched corridors filled with the people that make this place unbearable.

Except you.

You're the shimmer of light in the dull, dismal corridor. Brightening my day like the sunrise in the early morning. A smile comes to my face and I think of the day we can be free together.

I would want nothing more.