Freedom

Freedom

I paired with quietness this weekend,
Awaiting to hear the steps of the pain,
Coming to remind me there is evil,
To show me how much leaving you will hurt.

I prayed for rain, so I could hide the tears,
Just in case they decide to appear.
I locked myself and my six senses away
From the rest of the colorless world,

I didn’t want any witness to my despair.
I was sure I will sleep with darkness, deaf,
Attempting to kill the urge to miss you.

I was ready to fight my non-existing patience,
To give another chance to you, to us.
I expected to say: ” I made a mistake!”
But, none of it happened, I didn’t break.

And I don’t want to wonder why, to ask,
Was it after all a love worth living, was it love at all?
I just want to enjoy the strange sigh of relief and
The freedom, now, when they finally came to visit.

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Image by Melissa Alicia Photography

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© 2010  Broken Sparkles

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