Freedom's Call

Father you talk and never listen. Anger is all ways in your wake. This is for you.

 

In times such as these

I want no less

then to be free

of everything you have set for me

Always talking

you never listen

Preferring to talk so loud

Even the hounds cease to howl

No longer can I stand such abuses

I refuse to be a tool

an outlet for your anger

This is not who I will become

I know now

You must go

Or I must leave

I will not carry on this way

My freedom is calling

Even you cannot out voice its call

Nor shall you drown it out

I hear it even now

To where I go

I do not know

Only now that I hear its call

Where ever I go

Its who Iam

Where I am

Far from you

I am Happy

Reviews

[Rachel DeHart]

I really enjoyed this, and love these lines
"I know now
You must go
Or I must leave
I wont carry on this way"
I think it might run a little smoother though, if you changed the word "wont" there to "will not". It just seems like a more permanent word, if that makes sense.

either way, I enjoyed this.

[Chrystal Gallenger]

This is exactly how I felt before I escaped my parents' house when I was 15. I am almost 20 now and have a good job, and my own apartment. It was a hard to do it, but I did it. Your writing reminds me so much of what I wrote when I was back living at home.