I have escaped.
Away from the terrible sadness and harshness of the world,
up into the bright, blue sky.
There is no destination for myself, as though,
I am free.
Free to finally flutter away to the places, I know in my heart, that I belong.
Gone from the cage I was kept in so long.
Free like the wind.
Freer than the comets of the heavens far above my head.
Freer than the edge of the horizon.
My life is a world born to imagination now.
All that I needed,
was a sprout of Hope.
The most powerful magic of all.
