by Sweet Girl

Thunder and noise-pound through my head-

I just want peace-I just want to breathe the life-

the life in the mirror-of my distant SOUL.

I want to break free-find me again-

the little girl that lost her way-

who fell into the pit-falling deeper down the HOLE.

Crawling through dark-trying to find light-

where did the laughter go-where are all the people-

I can't find the sky-the sun, gone from my SIGHT.

I blink my eyes-to take another look-what have I done-

where did I go-how did the solitude capture my existence-

the pain in my flesh-of Reality's BITE.

Always inside the Window-looking out at the world-

that I long to run through-

the wind blowing on my FACE.

Keep running-keep running-

as I open my mouth-to taste the freedom-

keep running-speed up the PACE.

Don't look back-the darkness is right behind-

don't let it see my face-run faster-go-go-

sweetness on my lips-tasting-entering my DESIRE.

The flames of torment-try to scorch-

keep running-distance will remain-GO-

stay away from the window-escape the FIRE.

I crave the light-the wind-the peace-

I long to fly-beside the bird-

the life that fills the SKY.

To race with the wind-the air-to dry my tears-whenever I may cry-

With warmth on my face-now beaming on my neck-

from the ray of the sun-as I run toward-the sun embraces ME.

I trip and fall-then struggle to rise-

only to feel the strength of the Window-

pulling me back-my courage too weak-

once again-a Hostage-with only a Dream...to be FREE.