My liberation -

This is my liberation.

This is my time to feel alive.

It’s been a long time coming, but I’m singing now and I’m holding onto each golden moment.

This is my emancipation, my thawing.

This is finding my voice when it had been taken and recovering my self when it got lost. This is coming up for air –

This is breathing again; my catharsis and my regeneration.

This is hitting the bottom and bouncing back up –

This is seeing the darkness and feeling the light; taking the bad with the good and the good with the bad –

This is goodbye to indifference.

This is goodbye to making do and scraping by; no more just living and not loving – because -

This is my liberation.

This is my voice, singing from the rooftops.

I’ve been silent for a while, but this is my unchained melody and my re-connection. This is my escape and my salvation and my second chance –

This is my emancipation, my return from the dark side.

This is my turning back from stone and melting like ice – and feeling and living and being –

This is my re-connection.

This is finding Melissa.

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