Freedom Sonnet
To die
Is to be free of the world once more
To fly
Away from the world's uproar
Away from the chaos
Away from the hurt
To be free of your ethos
To fly until your soul is inert
To feel the wind in your face
The breeze in your hair
To fly far from this place
To where people don't care
And now back home to see the loving face
Family is much warmer than death's cold embrace
Ethan "Emo Peter Pan" Emo
- 17 years, 1 day ago
