Release me.
Free me from these binds.
Rip me apart.
Tear me up.
See what I’m made of.
Let me go.
Set me free.
I want to finally breathe again.
Yell. Hit. Shout.
Do what you will.
Hoping no longer suffices.
Fighting no longer makes sense.
All I’m asking for is an end.
Stop this pain.
End this hurt.
All I want is to be able to live again.
I’ll give in.
I’ll surrender.
I’ll do what you want me to.
Just release this hold you have on me, and
let me go.
Set me free.
~ April 24, 2011
Mel, the language in this is so emotionally provoking. I love it! I think everyone has felt this way at some point.
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