Breaking Out

Locked up. Stuck inside.

Confined to a small place.

Hiding behind a smiling face.

Staring at the same walls.

The world on the other side

of my eyes is changing.

Alone with flashbacks

from the past. Thoughts

dancing inside of my skull.

Last night. I was sitting

in the dark: envisioning

a bright future. Yes, I have

been a prisoner to my pain.

I was just another inmate

thinking of ways to escape.

I’m breaking out. I’ll be free.

A new life awaits me.

Happiness is on the horizon.

I’ll leave my regrets behind,

and walk toward the rising sun.

As of now, my life has just begun.