Free Yourself

I woke up - in a dream

it is too good

to be reality. 

The air- was just too crisp 

I could smell 

flowers

Clear as day-

The wind was calm- 

and silent

Things- I am not 

Used to.

I feel clean - pure

this environment- this feeling

it’s too perfect.

Or is it?

I don’t 

allow myself

To ever feel- 

happy 

Be happy-

Today is perfect 

and I can only think 

Of how 

it must not 

be true.

G.F.