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Freedom
(by Dylan K. aka me)

Wind uplifts the leaves from the barren ground
And they soar through the air
It’s not fair
They get to fly about wherever they please
While I’m stuck here, with nothing left to do but stare
Gaze upon them as the soar through the air
And do nothing but wonder
Wonder when I will be able to take my flight
Leave this wretched place of blight
Soar through the air once again
And regain my freedom that once had been
Leave these ruins of pain and sorrow
Maybe it will come tomorrow
I’ll be able to leave
I’ll set off into the air, and this pain will be reprieved

But tomorrow has yet to come
And I am full of doubt
I fear I’ll be stuck behind these iron bars forever, and there will be no way out
Tomorrow has yet to come
And until it does
There is no reason to hope for freedom because
Until tomorrow comes, I’ll be stuck behind these iron bars
These cold iron bars

The world seems so far away from here
But it’s only as far as I can see

I’ve seen the leaves travel far
So far away from me

On nights like these
(by Dylan K. - aka me)

What I was before is not the man I am today
What I’ve loved is long gone; it’s far away

Uneven are my words you say?
Well, it’s all I’ve come to know
It’s hard to dream of such happiness
Knowing what I let go

And even my dreams anymore
They don’t take me to a better place
Because I only dream of moments past
These ones I let go to waste

And as I dust off the photographs
And again look into her eyes
We were sitting side by side
My heart in her hands
And even though I’m glad she is happy now
I can’t seem to come up the same
Dreaming to fix the moments I let go by
Does not seem to ease this pain

And in these times though we divide
I am far from free
Because I cannot go on without her
Even though she can without me

Right now there’s not much left that I didn’t leave behind
In that, absolutely nothing I could find
Ever would replace what she meant to me
Loving her was my whole reality
Yet not one I could keep

It’s hard to pull out this blade from my heart
While it’s been dug in so deep

And right now, there’s not much to dream for anymore
Nothing left I want to do

Must I continue pressing on?
When there is nothing new

Softly, the stars twinkle against the sky of this midsummer night
On nights like these I do remember... my dreams
Resting with you in my arms, till the light came through
Ready to wake up and face the world
You don’t remember that, do you?