Free

A dark poem...

 
 
 
My soul is filled with impossible dreams
My destiny in life is not what it seems
All purpose and goals attempted by me
Will never begin to set my heart free

I am lonely yet not alone
My cries subdued to a quiet moan
I speak yet don't feel I'm heard
I want to be as free as a wandering bird

I'm drowning, I'm choking, I can't feel anymore
Suffocation drops me to the floor
I tell myself to rise up like the Phoenix
Out of the ashes and burning sticks.