I have always wondered how it would feel to be free

Must be like levitating over my insecurities

My heart would be pure like the innocent of a new born .

Because I won’t hold on to my lidded up voice like a champagne bottle of overbearing emotions.

I would be as light as a brown paper bag.

Perhaps the sound of my feet will be a beautiful melody.

It would walk with a rhythm of peace from all things not serving me.

All things holding me back.

All things that don’t love me but I love unnecessarily.

I really wonder how it would feel to be free.