How I Long

How I Long

How I long for an eternity
Where my life is mine
Plagued not byt the bitterness that haunts my soul
How I long for a day
Where my thoughts are mine
Desecrated not by the anger or sorrow
How I long for an hour
Where my words are mine
Implanted not by the sudden hostility of thoughts desecrated
How I long for a moment
Where I can be me
Bridled not by the ignominy of my past