freedom

When you  are looking for something

You don't know what it is, the heavy feeling

Across your shoulders, your world is about to break

Tide and truth, facing, fears, the pressure is telling

I've traveled to far, to turn back now

Searching for freedom, looking for escape

I found it, you can too, but it cost me

Everything I had, searching for freedom

I found it, you can too, but it cost me

Life and freedom, I know all too well

When the ropes are tight, the world 

Wont move, when the ropes are loose

I'll move around, if I fall it does not matter

 "You will win,"

It's always hard, to try again, giving up is easy

I once tried the easy way out, I did not get far

Life is full of good times and bad times

But moving on through the good and bad times is great

In time the sun will shine on your life

Just believe in yourself have, faith

The good times will keep coming

Author's Note

Free write prose

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

"Freedom" in a free form ... almost more prose i think ... i can feel the tension reading about this journey .. i think cliche used weakens the strength a bit "You can pick yourself up, dust yourself off
Try again "You will win," .. sometimes they work and sometimes not and of course this is just my opinion .. maybe using more metaphors would help .. it is a timeless and universal story of how we "grow up" ... how we overcome adversities .. i am reminded of all the peaks and valleys i was swept over in my life and i am tired .. so good job of hooking me and making it personal as well .. i will be sure not to skip my daily beer ;)
E.

[B.J]

It was hard to put into words where I wanted it to go and yes I know it is prose, I think I clicked the wrong thing... There is a bit of fact in it. I thought that line was a bit iffy, "You can pick yourself up, dust yourself off", I think I must blow it of the shelf..Thank you for your advice, I appreciate it and will act on it.

[Daisygirl]

So true. I love the way your poem reads so easily

[B.J]

Thank you so much for your words