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Freedom
September 28, 2014
In my dreams, I was a slave to the ocean
the water kept rising while I kept sinking.
The pressure increased as the thoughts intensified
and the sunlight began to fade.
I was alone in the dark, cold abyss
I heard the rushing water as the thoughts became louder.
If I tried to rise up, the current pushed me down.
I always ended up on the brink of insanity
I relived the mistakes I have made
and the memories that haunt me
I rarely relived the beautiful memories
that surface only when I gave into the current
One day it led me to the shore
This is where the thoughts can’t reach me
and this is where I found you
In my dreams, I am free.
© Gabriela W., Acton, MA
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