What does it mean to be truly free, to let loose of the chains and shackles.

I don’t know, nor the scientists, philosophers, or even historians.

Freedom, in my mind, is being allowed total outwardness with little judgement.

Freedom, which we all seek, waiting just around the corner,

ever-winning the eternal game of hide-and-seek.

Freedom is true democracy, freedom is no judgement, freedom is bo...

The sky isn’t a freedom.

It is a liberty in which we take advantage of.

The sky is a freedom.

If freedom was meant to be a closed door.

No mammal hasn’t once looked at the sky and uttered,

“Why?”

The sky isn’t a freedom.

It is a reminder of the vast that surrounds us.

A reminder of the nothingness we are to the divine.

Why must it be we who were meant to be when we can’t even celebrate life?

The...

Hark, the light

It will bring its body in plight

Take the forgings of misery,

Of guilt,

And of madness with its flight

Coos in her ears,

‘With the love of years,

Wed but still full of fears,

What he, the tyrant hears,

Silent to you,

Hidden with the corrupted’

So that she, the demons lady

Will be driven like a restless maiden

She talks,

Talks when dark it is outside

And to no post, she is tied

No...

What does it mean? To be unshackled, to breathe freely without the crushing of heavy chains wound tightly around one’s shoulders and chest?

When I speak of my affliction, you look away lest you be perceived as someone who communes with liars.

Commune. Communion. That concept is foreign to me. My interactions are limited to the few spirits who understand that my affliction isn’t something that c...

F flying higher than the grasps of others

Not R relying on others

E exhilarateing things happening without consequence

LovEing unconditionally

Dareing adventures without death

On your own

Mind clearing without distractions

🕊️🕊️🕊️...

Freedom is flying with the birds

But only when you want to

Never forced

Adults are as close as u can get to freedom

Like a tiger locked in the cage

Or a tucans beak being zip tied

Freedom is free travel

Nobody says no

No homework

No yelling

No crying

No monsters under the bed...

Free is he who bites the hand:

if this is true

Does this mean

There dogs that know freedom

With able mind and soul

that roam the streets

with bruises on their backs

from fighting its own breed

I wonder,

Is this freedom?

To be alone

Bobbing for scraps

to lay your scars on the cobblestone

Cold to the touch

and what

parallels dose this have_

to my life

what does the lice in his fur signify?

W...

She was supposed to have a future. She was supposed to have a choice. She was supposed to be able to enjoy her life to the fullest she could. She was supposed to be able to live life the way she wanted to live. She was supposed to be free like the birds she saw soaring up high in the heavens.

But she didn’t have that option anymore. She had to be rational now. She had to listen to her father now...

“Hang on to the world as it spins us around”

Plant your feet firm to the ground

Take a leap in an effortless bound

Your day is here

I don’t believe in miracles

I believe in freedom

Pay attention to the subliminal sounds if freedom

Planted into our everyday lives

Dear spirit held captive by the web of collective order

My soul is calm and bordered

My soul shouting to the sky

And I want it...

Let me soar like the crows that

harvested on your flesh,

Allow me to flee like the rats

that rest on your grave,

I’ll be the thorned tendrils that

snake around you, as a test,

If I never leave fully promise

me you’ll be afraid,

Make a swear to me you’ll

return the emotion, to me, you

gave,

I’m no more, like a finch, caged,

Let me be your worst nightmare,

but the one you made,

Freedom finds ...