Each day, something pulled me further down

A spiral dragged me deep underground

No way out, no light, no air

Just a hollow scream filling the air.

My body hurt, my soul was tight

A prison built inside my fight

So now I don't cry like I used to

But I still flinch at the light.

Healing's not a straight line

Some days I still fight

So this is freedom

Is this how it feels?

Like a calm that lingers

Sometimes tense, sometimes endless

Though the fear of falling back

Still haunts me, ever-present

This is how it feels

This is freedom.

Free

free

freedom

I woke up in silence, no voices in my head,

No weight on my chest; just the morning instead

The mirror didn't lie, but I barely knew the face—

A stranger I became, now trying to find grace

So now I don't cry like I used to,

But I still flinch at the light.

Healing's not a straight line

Some days I still fight

So this is freedom

Is this how it feels?

Like a calm that lingers

Sometimes tense, sometimes endless.

Though the fear of falling back

Still haunts me, ever-present

This is how it feels

This is freedom.

Free

free

freedom