Liberation

A path through life that only brings true personal freedom in the end.

A tear drop falls but no one sees The sadness that grows As she grieves. The sun is gone, the night is here, She hides alone With only fear. Not the darkness of the night, The impending doom Just within her sight. She's so tired of all of this Wants it to go, Wants only bliss. Death seems a good choice, To get away To find her voice. There's nothing anymore, No open windows, No unlocked Doors To find an escape From this life she lives This barren landscape That has held her here Tied her down The darkness so near. She stops short She's found it, Her one simple retort; I live my life as my own.

Author's Note

My computer for some reason in the edit section shows the poem in 3 line stanzas but when you view it outside the edit it's in paragraph form so every 3 lines is a different stanza.

Reviews

[Dani California]

I really like this!
The journey from dispair to self acceptance and hope
is wonderful! It seems I've read a lot of work recently
that points in the direction of suicide at some point,
or in wishing for death, which is really disturbing and
concerns me on a very deep level..

I'm glad your poem took a positive twist! Awesome.

[Forest Green]

Nice poem, Brette...! And I too liked the format...kept leading into the next stanza...wonderful, truly!

The sense of despair is palpable...yet hope springs new at the end. What a wonderful turn...!

I enjoyed this very much.

Daniel

[Jenny Davis]

I think when we finally accept that the world isn't all roses and puppies it can be very liberating...unless the liberation is actual death? Either way I found this piece to be very well written. It envoked an emotional wave of distaste for the disappointments of life...but the end shows promise as she is herself and has found her own voice :)

[J]

Seems your computer knows best . . . the format adds calculable power to these thoughts, Brette. I never considered that to "live my life as my own" could stem the bleeding of a soul so bereft. Life on one's own terms . . . to defy the status quo, raise a hand against societal edicts and stand alone is indeed a righteous calling. One worthy of admiration . . . and I do admire your credo. Your writing tells me of deep familial devotion, independent thinking and determination. I do enjoy your work. ;-) Thank you for sharing this heartfelt read.

j

[ElJays Nicholas]

It's tragic how we can be alive and dead at the same time. It is a voice for millions of people who feel this way, that there is nothing worth living or dying for, that living seems to be an endless grind and the world a mass graveyard. I keep you close in my heart, with much love....