Freedom, you feel unfamiliar

I feel unworthy of enjoying the caress of the sun,

I feel sinful with every breath of fresh air I inhale, 

I look strange with no black eye, cuts and bruises,

I feel naked with no chains around my body.

 

Freedom, I feel uneasy with you. 

Freedom, I feel like I don’t deserve you. 

Freedom, I feel like you’ll be stolen from me. 

Freedom, I don’t know how to be with you. 

So I yank myself away from you, 

And escape back into my cage. 

I sit on the concrete floor, 

And wait patiently for the familiar fist and unkind word. 

 

* image from Pexels.

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