Freedom of the Heart.....

Freedom of the heart,

Refreshing of my soul,

All things which surround me,


My heart, pain, and breaking.


Friends and family,

Of love and of hurt,

Of loneliness and of dreams,

All that has left me,

Hurting deep inside me.


The heart,

Which is hurting inside me,

Is breaking the person,

Which I am.


Down a path, can’t go back,

All the way, a bumpy endless track,

Loneliness , struck senseless,

Pain and misfortune,

Freedom of the heart.


Written September, 1991

Reflection from does a teenager of 15 years feel so much, when these are meant to be the best years of our lives.  What is even sadder, is not much has changed.


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