Saturday, May 16, 2009

In the falling dew

In the falling dew
I am 
        free

From the prison that I am in and these walls and bars do not touch me.
I run with an amazing speed of bursting energy.
Suns and its rays do not touch me

My memories of all the bad times are erased.
And I am falling 
                            Free

With no more pain and sadness blocking and blighting my mind.
The past no longer shadows me:
They that see me 

Are there all around 
They that do not see me
I do not realize 

They even exist. 
They do not even get 
my attention. 

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