I want to wake up and be free of you

I want to wake up in the morning and be free of you Not just in my body but in my mind, for I already know What a crazy world with crazy dreams and a crazy life full of crazy feels like I want to know what is like to dance in the rain and roll in the grass Unlatched from a crazy terrorist that has burned me like the sun I know you like I know myself, but I cannot (and should not) keep up with you because I’m trying to change while you make me feel obsolete, even when I cannot See you I cannot seem to forget any of the metaphorical shards of Glass that you made me step on, Cutting me ever so sharply and painfully, making a reality of tortured “nonexistence” so Hard to endure, so I simply need To procure a resolution, a faulty truce if you will, I need to instill A subconscious fear in your heart so your black magic doesn’t continue to control me anymore I cannot begin to explain what it is like to live in the shadow of your pain And smile, as if your torment was acceptable and even deserved It clings to my heart every waking moment I’ve been away From your presence… you wanted me to think that there is no such thing as that much coveted four-letter word But I have my reflection, and though I saw a face full of hatred, It was in my eyes where I found an empty, neglected soul Where I thought would be a burning fire of rage was a sorrowful heart Longing for something that had never been experienced In full, longing from something beyond myself Something you seemed incapable of giving And it was something I felt I deserved Above anything else.