16 On the Run for Freedom

I ran

For the years I spent still

For my inner self,

If not for freedom,

They’re here.

I stayed silent

While the heavy footsteps approached

Fear shrunken

Under the nearest bridge,

my life taken.

No light

No happiness left

Darkness Approached

I am free

Now,

I suppose.

No more running,

Back to being still

Freedom surpassed me

I think-