Writing Prompt

I watched as the birds flew

I ever wondered if that could be me

I watched as they flew away into the gloomy sky

I knew that was not the life I could have

Freedom

Freedom

Those were the words I never knew nor felt

Trapped in a moment of despair knowing my life would not be like those birds

Those birds were bred in captivity, like me

Knowing they soon may be lunch for a beast of prey

There is wo...

My heart is beating so hard I can hear it.

_Thump. Thump._

_ Thump. Thump._

I think I made it out—I hope I did. Freedom is not a feeling I’m used to as a Kason.

Freedom.

"Freedom." I feel the word on my tongue. "Freedom. I’m free. I am fr-"

"You’ll be free once you pay us one million Kaslos," a deep voice cuts through.

Right.

I have to pay a price before I’m truly free. But no worr...

You said, “I love how you care about others and put them before yourself.”

Of course.

Of course that’s what’s loved about me.

My willingness to kill myself for someone else’s smile,

My instinct to hurt myself to spare someone a bit of pain.

Why is it that what makes me loved

Is the same thing that ensures I’ll never love myself?

I break my own heart into pieces,

Snapping off chunks I can hand out...

One thing I know: freedom comes with a price

The only way you can grow is with our sacrifice

Nothing left to lose, but everything to gain

Freedoms cost is nothing but a bit of pain

The right to to reach for the life I wish to pursue

Liberty to be my authentic self, the same for you

To strive and toil, to fight, even to die for that right

These sacred sacrifices we must be willing to plight

Le...

Oh, to leave the world behind,

The grinding wheel, the weary mind,

The chains of life, once harsh and tight,

Slip softly into the velvet night.

The breathe you bore the pain you bore,

Are the weights you’ll carry never more,

The birds, soaring high among the stars of the night sky,

A housand echoes of goodbye.

To close the eyes that knew such pain,

To fold the hands that broke in strain,

It is n...

I feel like a cup that cannot stop pouring

empty, yet still giving

Out of water

so I pour myself instead

my hopes

my dreams

gone in a flood

With nothing left to give

I trade my glass

for broken pieces that aren’t mine

I seal myself with borrowed burdens

the ones that break my will

stitching together a person

I no longer recognize

A chimera

of doubts

pain

and dreams never meant to be found

all gr...

Freedom comes at the cost of blood and lives

Real men and women and their sacrifice

Every American needs to know the cost

Everyone, everywhere should be taught what is lost

Dream your dreams and live and love

Open your heart, don’t forget what we speak of

Memorialize those who lost their freedom for ours...

She never expected to return to her parents’ home, but she realized by now that the universe had been going out of its way to crush every lingering hope from her childhood she ever dared to have.

She once dreamed of going places when she was younger. She once dreamed of finding an apartment in the city and become one of the largest stars the world has ever seen.

Instead, she was found starving a...

_Freedom. _

The flying of a wild bird.

The floating of a falling leaf.

The daydreaming of an imaginative mind.

_Freedom._

The whistle of the wind.

The soaring of an eagle.

The galloping of a horse.

_Freedom._

__

A simple word that can describe the most amazing feelings.

A simple word that isn’t enough.

A simple word that can be found in everything.

_Freedom._...

Am I free to choose my way?

Or is my path laid out?

Will I have the final say?

Or follow what He shouts?

Is the deck already stacked?

Is my script just coded?

Is the train upon its track?

Is the program loaded?

Is free will an illusion?

Or am I madder than a Hatter?

Paranoid - full of delusion,

Does any of this matter?...