Sense Of Release

June 25, 2008
By Anthony Crenshaw, Lanhamn, MD

I awake to begin another day
Stuck like a prison inmate
But instead of bars
There are people that stand in my way
A family is what you would call them
But me a wall
A shield of what I want to be
I leave to escape again
I climb the wall and run for freedom
To spend a couple hours alive
To have fun
To be me in this world
Only to return to hell later that day
Where I am burned by thier words
Scared by their existence
Knowing that there is no escape
Only a sense of release
When I am brought back to life
When I awake again
When I end the pretend
To become myself
To shatter the wall
And to once again run to freedom.

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