Defining the impossible {poetry}

Freedom

Freedom /frē'dəm/

1. To live where no one knows who you are. Anonymity, invisibility. The way you longed to run from where you had always been - as soon as that last school bell rang, you let the wind lift you away to anywhere but there.

2. To take the train to work, to ride your bike through the park, to get takeout from that little shop down the street. Acting out the dreams you thought you'd never live to see - becoming each small wish you thought you had made up just to get by.

3. To look back and begin to realize, maybe it wasn't them or there, maybe it was me. Those familiar feelings start creeping in, at first only when you lie in bed at night alone; later, still finding you while you sip your morning coffee. The craving for something to fill that gap, the one you thought that needed this freedom. Fighting back your anger at what feels like an injustice from life, you think - I left it all behind for this? Because deep down you begin to see - it was and always will be you. And wherever you run to, however far away it is, the new cannot stay new forever - and then you will be left alone again, with only yourself. And you can never escape it.