Goodbye Sweet Alaska

Never a second chance, 

Or a clear reason why, 

and through my pleading calls 

All that answered was goodbye. 

Before we ever met, 

You were severed from my heart. 

Your little bloodied body 

Still lies on the floor. 

The letters you'll never receive 

And the plans that will never be played 

Still race around my mind 

As I realize I'm enslaved. 

I said he'd be good, 

For all that you are, 

But it looks like I lied from the start. 

And now you aren't. 

Goodbye, sweet Alaska. 

Your letters end with me. 

Those kind letters to Alaska 

Will never be set free.

The man who took you from me 

Will never be caught 

Because its not a crime 

To lose your train of thought. 

Bittersweet Farewell

The wrinkles on her fingers
Echo like rings on a tree
Chopped down past it's prime.
It had lived in its time.

And the smile on her face
Speaks volumes from the past.
Libraries of wisdom
Whose memories can't last.

And the voice whispering softly
Seems to whither as it goes,
Humming solemn lullabies
Of bittersweet farewell.

Through the Gates of Hell

Liberation is almost impossible, that's why it's only for the seldom strongly-willed individual.

I've recently learned that freedom comes at a high cost.
Though, as a nation we're supposedly free,
we're locked behind secrets individually.

Like biking up a hill,
The hardest part is to keep them.
Your knees grow weak and your legs become sore.
You're still at the bottom,
But aching for more.

As you climb towards the summit,
You wonder what's in store.
Will your sore legs betray you?
Will you crash to the floor?

As the bruises and bumps
Multiply on your thighs,
The burning sensation just presses you on
And the fear in your heart ignites flames as you depart.

The summit is within reach
But your knees have gone weak.
The strength is within you,
To press on and continue.

And though the top hurts like hell,
Your uphill battle is behind you.
And downhill from here,
Your tracks will remind you
That trailblazing isn't easy,
But your past can't define you.

And as you speed towards the finish,
Gleaming faces you'll see;
They cheered you on the whole time,
And they always believed.

I did great things before, and now that I'm free,
You'll see the good I can do
And how great I can be.