I Will Never Be Free
By: Jessica Leung
I will never be free,
Free from this wretched body.
Trapped from within.
Slowly deteriorating as the long days go by,
Living them in solitude, my only friend.
I look in the mirror,
Once a bright eyed beauty full of life stared back at me,
Now nothing but a wrinkled form.
No happy memories to comfort me,
Only the signs of misery, marked on my body.
My life is but a fleeting excuse.
A ring on my finger,
Once full of love, promise and passion,
Now full of pain, confusion and loss.
Drowned in sadness,
Coming in like rain, flooding my mind with its coldness.
Once I still yearned to love again,
To find another, to dance with me
To the music of misery playing deep within my soul.
Misery would write my memories,
The memories in which would comfort me.
But now I know,
Love is nothing but an illusion, a trick.
I stand alone
In my sea of anguish which I have created.
Waiting for it to come.
Until then,
I will never be free.