Freedom

I am broken. Ive chosen a path so dark and blurry. Frighten of what lies ahead. I am stuck. Closed in my own cocoon of fear. I listen. Looking up in the dark blue sky of hope. Praying that these firecrackers of bullets will vanish. We should not have to live in fear.. Drugs smeared on the skin.the leeching demons within. Deteriorating our souls from the inside out. Rewiring our brains to want more. So we feed. Like hungry vampires in the night tasting the venom of pure destruction. I breathe. Anxiety awakens and i am brought to my past at 7.. Laying in a strangers bed who i know as my blood. Scared and confused at nine i am crying awake. Stiff as i jump. I close my eyes and i see.. The stadium is filled with rainbows and butterflies and i smile. I fastfoward.. Im 23. Lord knows i did not choose this road that is in front of me. Im frightend and scared. I raise my head and look at the person in front of me. Shes not the same. Red blood poor from her nostrils blue and black bruises paint her caramel skin. Eyes red of restless crys for help.. I am not my past.. Ive walked a thousand steps and as this road continues i look up to that blue sky thats filled with those same butterflies. And the vibrant colors of the rainbow. Finally.. I AM FREE....