Freedom is the New Black

Even though there is a mountain of
Made of paper and pain
And one particular paper
So difficult to obtain
Between me and my freedom
I can still almost taste it
The battle is over
The dust begins to settle
It's been a long road of misery
I can finally see the way out
I'm almost there
I see the light
I've been in darkness for so long
It feels so good knowing I'll never
Ever go back to that place
That downward spiral of misery darkness and oppression
A prison I willingly stayed in
Until I realized it was a choice
My choice
I've been fighting so many opinions since my escape
People who think prison is preferable to freedom
I disagree
And no one knows what's better for me
Than me

(Composed July 31, 2016)

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