It may bring you to the line between life and death but it will release you
Walls are being built on you
Walls already exist on you
The ceiling is caving in
The sky is falling
And the window of escape is narrowing
To stand up
It may take hitting your head on the window
And scraping your shoulders on the walls
And cutting yourself on the glass while jumping through that window
And you will only end up in a place not familiar
Alone
Damaged
But standing up
You are scared and tired and broken
But you are alive
And it may mean leaving everything that you know behind
And starting new
Starting for yourself
For the first time ever
Truly satisfying and being true to yourself
True freedom
And you'll prevail
Poetry by Ben Lahnalampi
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Written on 2007-01-07 at 21:10
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