Free

Throughout everything, I have longed for peace.

The constant nagging of the voices both in my head and in the world have tortured me for far too long.

I was falling apart everyday,

a lot of those pieces are long gone,

and I know I will never be completely whole again.

The caterpillar turning to a butterfly,

what I once was, no longer exists.

The memories are all blending into one another, but I choose to move where my wings take me.

I will heal my wounds and rebuild my sanity out of that crazy world I once inhabited.

I can finally breathe again.

And now my life begins.

I hope this new world can bring about everything I deserve.