Free as A Bird

Shame, 

Memories,

Mistakes I made again.

Sleepless Nights,

Dreaded Mornings,

The life I lived back then...

Paper and a pen,

My thoughts turned in to words,

An out-pour of my soul,

I am as free as a bird.

Poetry -

My new escape 

A form of my expression.

Nothing more enlightening

So cleansing and refreshing.