Release me.
Release me to the crashing waves.
Release me to the pumping blood.
Release me to what makes someone feel alive.
I am trapped, that blackbird in a cage holds my soul and with it my freedom.
Release me to the open.
Release me to the comfort.
Release me to feel that embrace from my mother.
I am suffocating. The bed, where I feel safe, slowly suffocates me. Wraps around me, tells me there is no need to go out or for anything else. It is killing me.
Release me.