Freedom

I love the fact that you are in my life, but I hate the fact that you became my all.
I want to cherish you, but my mind is trying to free itself from the future shackles of being bound by your love.
The smile, the tears, and everything in between. Let it be the testament to all of our precious memories.
But that alone is not enough.
As every clock ticks, as every second passes, I am engaging in a battle with myself.
It is a battle that must be won.
A battle that must be conquered.
A battle that must convey my true feelings.
As I lay close to victory, a whisper softly echoes throughout my conscience.
A whisper ever so soft, but yet so sharp.
It’s telling me to close the door.
It’s telling me to stay in the dark abyss – that which we call ‘freedom’.
Freedom to think for yourself.
Freedom to do what you want.
Freedom to live your life as you choose to.
But in realty, what is freedom?
What does it truly signify and represent in my life?
The happiness, the light, the thing that gives me true meaning.
That which truly illustrates my soul.
You.
As I dive deep within myself and try to see what is the source of my being.
I always come to the same conclusion.
You.
Ah, I see. You were the pillar supporting me.
You were the shadow that laid witness to my achievements.
You were my – Freedom.
This truly scares me.
The us I visualize is starting to fade.
It is starting to transform into this distorted picture I never wished I envisioned.
The pain has started to ease as everything becomes brighter.
This light.
This brightness.
My future.
That which defines my true purpose.
That which depicts my path towards success.
The long fought battle has finally ceded, and it is time.
It is time to break free of these shackles and embrace the world for what it is worth.
It is time to be Free.
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Stronger

As time flies, love gets stronger
but sadly, it’s just a one way street
It has always been like this between you and me
It’s either the kitchen is dirty, the clothes are not washed
I’m tired of eating and being wary of all the different costs
It’s just too much. You just don’t love me anymore
It’s just a constant battle with you and I’m the prisoner of war
I’m always trying to please you, always trying to make you smile
but you always compare me to your friends and their luxurious lifestyle
I want to keep this relationship alive so I bottle it all in
curving all these other girls trying to come in
they say all the right things, treat me the right way
but it always comes down to your words and what you might think
I’m just an empty canvas sitting here waiting for that moment
that moment where I become complete
But it takes time, but thats okay
As long as in the end, I get to be drawn on with your ink
It’s a thorny path, one that surely no one wants to take
Except for me, but I guess I’m just blinded by your presence
It’s so bright yet so far, but I guess it’s time to put an end to this
Press on that emergency break; it’s time to make myself happy for once
It’s time to be me, and embrace life with all it’s warmth
It’s time become stronger
It’s always about you, and I ultimately end up disregarding my feelings
My inner conscience always bubbles as I constantly hear this voice asking me questions
Will she be okay with me trying to find my inner self?
Will she be alright with me finding happiness?
Wait, when did this become a world about her?
When did this become an express line to a life without progress?
These are the questions I have to ask myself
These are the stepping stones to what I truly want
Yes she may be a big part of it, but it’s time to try a different font
A different style, to go with a different story
A different path that leads to undeniable glory
A trajectory to follow without any turbulence
A fearless life without you giving it purpose any longer
It’s time to conjure up my confidence open up that door
I’ll do myself the honor and without a doubt become stronger

United Again

We started off as one.
Each being the missing piece of each other’s puzzle
But life got in the way and somehow the pieces got separated
It was cold.
It was dark.
It instantly started to feel like if I was trying to gasp for air
But little did I know I was underwater; degenerated
Trying to get my life back up, I went on a journey in search of myself
Got mixed in the wrong crowd, started believing in the wrong people
My story, as I knew it, was over.
It was time to put back this book on the shelf as I head down straight into the dark abyss of self upheaval
Just as I lost all my air and fell down to the ocean floor
I felt a push from my back
It was a force strong enough to lift me back up to the surface
A force strong enough to keep me going for more
This force was you.
You gave me the energy to overcome any hurdle
You gave me that sense of security of having someone there to catch me when I fall
You gave me the determination to continue even though my back was completely against the wall
You gave me the courage to smile even when everything was wrong
You gave me a reason to be optimistic and embrace any potent malice that came along
You gave me power. You gave me hope. Because of you, I became strong.
I found the persona confined with chains deep within me
I found the open vent of opportunity in which it used to resurface
I found the missing piece of your puzzle, and along with it came the path in which you can find mine
If we follow the red string of fate attached to each piece, it will surely guide us
It will brighten up the path until we can find each other once more
All the memories and all the laughs. All the sad times that have passed
It’s time to take back the book from the shelf and let our inner voice roar
It’s time to open up the book and navigate to the last page right where we left off
The last blank page that’s waiting for us to fill it in just like before
With the future as the ink, and our hearts as the pen
Together we stand; United again.