Do you know what it’s like
To have a knife stuck in the chest?
A lump caught in the throat?
Passionate words still unsaid?
Do you know what it is like
To live in a box?
To be kept in a cage?
And to be starved of love?
Can you imagine the relief
Of a burden removed from your shoulders?
Of tears being released
From eyes that had dried over?
I cannot explain
In enough depth
This wonderful feeling
Of escaping from this death
It is music to my ears
Laughter in my lungs
Joy in my heart
A song of all songs
When you have endured
The darkest of nights
Then you appreciate
The slightest hint of sunlight
The opening note
Of your victory song
Sounds so beautiful
When it’s been silent for so long
Now I soar
Into the great, blue expanse
The dark times, now clouds below
No longer in my path
Relief

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