must be free

words have failing me
and how I miss them
I do not want to force anything to stay
when it does not want to
all things are and must be free

in a contradiction I am delivered
my every part
for all I need sometimes
is to bleed on the keyboard
these writings is where I clean all the dust
and try to organize as much as possible,
as much as I can

weeks of war,
of knowing everything all over again 
I trust it is going to be fine
I close these eyes
and remind of light, of fire
without getting too close
yet experiencing the warm
watching the flames dancing
I ask
please release me