Freedom’s Window

As a reminder

I’d wake up at 3am

Heart Pounding against it’s cage, my bruised chest

my entire being feels boxed in

trapped

I Run to a window

Open it with panic

And as my hungry lungs

devoured the fresh air

I’d often ask myself, am I really free?

By Janell Hihi

 

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