Freedom

Free....Dom

When will She recognise the freedom that overtakes ones heart
To feel as she is  walking on air and her  life gets a restart...
I see the smiles on freedoms lips
She takes her time before she admits
She points at her target
her heart her weapon..... She aims and shoots she is lethal deception
Freedom plays on her mind.... The kind of freedom that comes with time....
She sleeps heavy to forget her days for freedom enters her dreams this way.... She draws wings over and over again , big ones and small ones all different colours and shades.... She wishes she could wear some to fly away ... The wings cover the crisp white page...
She never signs her name ....
The cold is welcomed for it gives her layers in which to hide
The hood that covers her head also covers her lies
The tears illuminate the hazel  In her eyes ....
Jealousy her biggest demise....
Her smile her only disguise .....
Freedom stares through her recognises her pain.... She will reject it like she always has time and time again
She will turn her back and walk the other way, only to check over her shoulder  to see if it follows her sway...
Freedom is catching her...
She runs fast to brush it off
It touches her shoulder ever so soft...
She's running not from the freedom but for what it will bring... For her capture will mean the end of everything ...
The memories the pain the laughter lost years
It will dry up her existence  and bury her tears... It will take hold of her confidence and erase all her fears...
She needs the pain ... The memories
She needs it all to live like this
She needs to remember
She needs to forget
Freedom will never bring with it regret....
Ducking and weaving she stumbles she stalls.... She dreams up different things that will soften her fall.... Freedom would make sure she lands on her feet.... Freedom would make her stand tall rather than retreat ....
But she cannot fathom or want it for now... She would rather remember ... It makes her somehow ....