Free

Last year I was in a really deep hole
And every time I tried to crawl out
he pushed me back in
He was in total control
And the deeper I got
The worst I became
Friends were my rays of sunshine
and hope
But no-one had a ladder
to heave me out
But out of the darkness,
the depths of despair
The real me arose
with a need for fresh air and
One day I just jumped
free of the hole and
Sent him away
I was free
of the shackles of control
And free to be me
Again

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