Hoping the story might come to an end scribbeling the lines that no one will send heavy like bricks hanging over my back freezing emotions creep inside my head
...to go Free will I be Free?
will I be free from the pressure free from the pain and last?
Hours were lasting, seconds keep dry no ending to see, no light in the eye wanting the breakthrough, seeking the chance clutching each straw that leads through the fence
Flickering light at the end of the floor finally getting me straight to the core releasing the tension kept inside my heart hoping this circle won't turn to its start again