My freedom lie's
before me...
still within
I breath in
this dispare.
This un-revealed act
of being without...
Without words...
I cannot cry.
Without tears
I cannot see.
Without vision...
I cannot feel...
feel my fredom
still within
this dispare
of being without.
Yet still,
I sense a begining.
before me...
still within
I breath in
this dispare.
This un-revealed act
of being without...
Without words...
I cannot cry.
Without tears
I cannot see.
Without vision...
I cannot feel...
feel my fredom
still within
this dispare
of being without.
Yet still,
I sense a begining.