Wild freedom

Wild freedom

A Poem by Black Jess

why there is so much pain and sorrow ?

why it seems like there’s no hope for tomorrow ?

and somehow we just can’t seem to move on

and we find ourselves all alone , on our own

 

i’ve been dreaming of my wild freedom

i hoped that someday i’ll be free like a bird

but now , i watch all my hopes slowly fade away

and i’m sitting here with nothing to do

 

 so , is it true , that in the end we must let go the things we love

and be forced to see the things we hate  ?

is it real that our happiness is just a short moment that we feel

and sadness is all what is left  ?


i used to read in fairy tale that good always defeat evil

but i don’t think that it is happening here

in fact , every time bad rises up good

and  hate breaks down love

and sadness stand before happiness


I’m trying to look beyond the future

to find out if there’s something better hidden for me there

but every time i try to see , i go blind

and all i see is dust and shadows

and all i hear is  whispers and echoes

and probably the truth is hidden beneath them

 

and yet, i’m still holding in my wild freedom

that i know it might never come

and i’m still hopping for a better tomorrow

although i know there’s nothing but sorrow

 

i died a hundred times , but i’m still so alive

i was broken in million pieces , but i’m still standing on my feet

because i've always believed in my wild freedom

and i hope someday it will come !

© 2017 Black Jess


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U truly resonate what every victim of heartbreak is going through. Really appreciate the thoughts.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Black Jess

8 Years Ago

I'm glad i did ^^ . thanks
This is very lovely, you know. I love how you try to delineate true happiness and freedom, as well as darkness and hatred. One of my favorite things that I like to see people do in their writing is compare the fairy tale ending concept to real life because there is such a contrast to what we are forced to see as children and what we truly witness as adults. Great job!

Posted 8 Years Ago


Black Jess

8 Years Ago

Thanks it means a lot ^^

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