I feel like shit and my eyes wanna cry.
But I wont let the tears fall for the sake of my pride.
I was born with a passion I never could hide,
but without family and friends that passion long ago died.
Sometimes I wish I was never born,
but then I would've never met the people that have helped keep my heart warm.
I can say that I'm stupid but that isnt true.
I was born with a brain; im just no longer sane.
Writing keeps me going.
It keeps me alive.
My lifespan grows longer with each word I write.
I am blessed with a husband, so amazing; so true.
No tear needs to fall because he stops all the blues.
Without him I just wouldnt be.
In the literal since, not a figmant of speech.
But I have faith that he'll always be by myside.
He hasnt left yet. And its been quite a ride.
The friends that I make arent always real,
but I dont need the drama from a misinformed deal.
I'll keep my head up and I'll never lose hope.
Thats my ticket to freedom.
Its my only way 'home'.

YOU ARE READING
Set me free
PoetryA compilation of journal entries, poetry, and freelance I've written.