Freedom

Sometimes, a nice walk around midnight, just you and your thoughts, is just what you need.


Freedom

*Step*
       *Step*
              *Step*
                     *Step*
                            *Step*
Trudging down street after street,
I feel the burden on my back weighing me know,
a book bag of responsibilities,
holding lengthy leaflets,
tedious texts,
an endless stream of stressful studies.
Sadness and heartache
also find their way within,
stretching out across my binders,
as everything becomes a reminder.
But, every now and then,
on a night like tonight-
          *THUMP*
I stretch my arms,
the wings of a freshly reborn butterfly.
I cherish the air flowing through my lungs,
fresh with freedom.
I know I will have to return
for all my unfinished business.
But tonight
the world beckons me,
and I respond gladly,
a wild smile stretched across my face.