Breaking Free - Visitor's Poem

by M
(South Africa)

Fading flower is the essence, to try and make me see
that this thing can never be more, than what it'll never be.
'Cause the life that seems worth living will never be worth more,
will never be worth living while living with this sore.
And when words that's meant to comfort, will never comfort this,
to comfort only that which lack the truth I miss.
So sing songs that sings just joy, is joy so far to be,
'cause joy is not just joy, without freedom felt from thee.
Then struggle all through all, to feel as if it's gone,
when peace is all that saves, this thing I know is wrong.
The flower will fall down, to start a stop in me
and stopping must I then, to finally be free