Freedom

March 25, 2009
The dark place were I lay
is black as night
voices calling me
saying mean things
so I say
They said I'll go to heaven
They said I was saved
but what is that?
That light
as bright as the sun
what is it?
My life full of hate
full of evil
but I believed
Were am I?
This cold dark place
were voices scold me
and nothing seems to be
what they use to be
But that light
it still eludes me
What is it?
now it is calling my name
but why?
I'm just scum
I'm nothing worth fighting for
Now the voices call me more
names and say things that hurt
in this cold black place
Now the light is moving
and I turn to see any thing else
but I can't it just calls my name
so I scream Who are you?
it just says You know me
What do you want?
you to take my hand
is all that it utters
so I reach out
to grab the hand in front of me
but the chains I ware
hold me down too well
and the voices then grab my arm
but still I reach
to see my liborator
my savior
What am I?
Who am I?
but then I hear
From the beauitiful light
"You are mine and mine alone
not even Hell its self can keep you away from me."
but Why?
it answers "because I love you."
Then my chains came off
and the dark ness fled
and the voices hushed
and I now see
my savior
my liborator
that made me
a run away from Hell





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