Dejame vivir de nuevo,
deja que la vida venga y me
encuentre deficiente…

    F R E E D O M

I’ve become a spirit d e s i r i n g…
a response back,
suffering in animosity & abandonment,
fighting for survival.

My soul counting the hours & days,
wishing to be set free to swim
with the stars,
to break apart from these invisible
chains.

Déjame vivir de nuevo,
deja que la vida venga y me
encuentre deficiente…

F R E E D O M

Writing words on the wall,
over & over again
to fill in the void,
leaving behind my mark,
for someone to find.

Cold air freezing my lungs,
fire inside my soul
s l o w l y
dying out, losing its spark,
praying for the sun’s beam
to set me free.

Dejame vivir de nuevo,
deja que la vida venga y me
encuentre deficiente…

    F R E E D O M

An hour glass appears to me,
its majestic golden sand mocks me,
reminding me that time is
r u n n i n g o u t,
life will be taken once the final grain
drops.

My lungs filled with knots,
as slowly I am having trouble breathing,
twists & turns,
trying to break free of this
imprisonment &
manipulation.

Dejame vivir de nuevo,
deja que la vida venga y me
encuentre deficiente…

    F R E E D O M

Wishing I can be heard
without making a sound,
struggling to stand,
but only falling onto my knees…
desperate to escape.

With every ounce of strength,
before I disappear into the
never ending abyss,
I s c r e a m my hollow echoes,
begging you to
search for me,
follow my cries…

“C o m e f i n d m e.”