PAINFUL FREEDOM
It all began in the month we call April
The month of my heart’s imprisonment
The month I experienced things very far from being bearable
And like an unattached lover, my happiness became more absent
Unable to leave, I fell. Deeper, bottomless.
I fell into experiences that has appeals far that are from warm
Deeper and deeper, I saw myself become powerless
Surrendering to that one scary and emotionally threatening storm.
And out of the dark, there were happenings ever so amazing.
Happenings that had always lingered, my true desire.
I was unshackled, disentangled from my hurting
I was brought out to stand in front of experiences that were totally better
But. Was I truly happy with my stories existing addendum
No! My heart was never truly able to express, nor say adieu
Because leaving your agonized comfort, felt more like a painful freedom.
Because no matter how much hurt you brought to my heart, love to me was and will always be you
IEE.
© iee
The month of my heart’s imprisonment
The month I experienced things very far from being bearable
And like an unattached lover, my happiness became more absent
Unable to leave, I fell. Deeper, bottomless.
I fell into experiences that has appeals far that are from warm
Deeper and deeper, I saw myself become powerless
Surrendering to that one scary and emotionally threatening storm.
And out of the dark, there were happenings ever so amazing.
Happenings that had always lingered, my true desire.
I was unshackled, disentangled from my hurting
I was brought out to stand in front of experiences that were totally better
But. Was I truly happy with my stories existing addendum
No! My heart was never truly able to express, nor say adieu
Because leaving your agonized comfort, felt more like a painful freedom.
Because no matter how much hurt you brought to my heart, love to me was and will always be you
IEE.
© iee