Nothing comes for free,
freedom has its own cost,
sometimes you pay,
sometimes you make others pay,
either way,
you get tangled into this worldly joy.
and struggle -
to survive another day.

Nothing comes for free,
even freedom has its own cost,
you walk around with your burdens
and imagine that they are lost!
and before you realize,
there comes another fear
there comes another pain
wrapping you around with
deceptive happiness.
No more no less,
you’re thrown again,
into the same regretful disgrace!

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Posted by Awsiv in Poetry, Opinion on April 21st, 2008  |      372 Views     Share This     Print This Post