Free

Your mind is full of quilt and regret

You sleep to shame, you awake to hate.

The windy road has stops ahead

The day just turned to black and night was constant rain.

Your guardian angel seems to be kneeling upon broken wings.

Your untamed horses run wild in your soul

Across the miles of desert lands and crossed the frozen oceans of your heart.

You stare at hypocrisy everyday in the mirror.

Would you believe that you can be still be set free?

What life could offer your freedom from certain death?

Soon you’ll discover how your escapes are only temporary.

When you are set free, you’ll be free indeed.