"Soon you will be free. You will be far away, and none of these things will matter.
You will be free: no ties can connect you back to the town that drained you until you were nothing but space.
You will be free, and it will feel as if you were resuscitated and can finally grasp air to fill your lungs. You will be replenished, and wake up with a smile. You will be able to skip down the steps, and look at sunsets without crying over another day spent feeling suffocated.
Keep moving forward; do not let these people kill you.
Because soon, you will be free."
YOU ARE READING
Portraits
PoetryThis is mainly for personal reasons, I guess. I was told that when I explain my thoughts they might make more sense to me. △ "I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right." - Markus Zusak, "The Book Thief"
