Liberty is me

The distort. The overwhelming flow of uneasiness. Falling into the abyss of unbelievers.The unknown and the deserted.  Always doubting. Always without self belief. Like maggots feeding off insecurities. Never waking. Eternity was never a doubt. The choirs are singing. Their echoes follows me to the bottom. All are whispers. Constant rings to the ears. Never step outside.

The last ray of sunlight. A line I will never cross. The bottom and the sand that comes with it. Leaning on the walls. Hopelessness and being forgiven by oneself. The sign. the last sign. I've taken the last breath with relief.

The ringing. The constant irritation. The voice that will always be.Whistling away troubles while singing the tunes of serenity. Gathering the believes. Holding the believers. The first step.

The knees gave way. Nevertheless the stands it takes. The beating. Relentless. Never bowing down now. The refusal to forgive oneself for the sake of standing up. Grasping and gasping for air. Slowly crawling and climbing. The first ray. The felt of warmth. The hands that reaches out.

It grows. It really does! Liberty!

Tears now rolls down the cheeks. The need to blow the horns of freedom. Fright and fear is now buried below. The tune that bellows through the valley. I am free! I am me and will always be.

I am me and will always be...

Liberty!

Liberty!

Liberty!


Full Stop.