This poem is called freedom written by Jada554 (disclaimer: this is just a little rough draft not the finished product)

I was locked in world that I thought I could never be free from.

In the world I saw others but could never be one.

The people there were so strange looking.

I was scared.

Were these creatures nice or was I wrong?

I still trapped in not able to let go.

Find my self wanting to stay.

I finally feel winds change.

I know now what I must do.

Life comes to a pulsing stop.

It is all over.

I am free.

There is freedom.




                                                      Signed
                                                    ~Jada554