The Lie Called Freedom
It didn’t affect me, whatever they’d say, but you had a way of pulling me under anyway. You said you never meant to leave scars this deep, still my heart sensed you werent mine to keep.
I know they all thought I was starting to drown, but it meant nothing when you were still around. You don’t feel it anymore — you let it all slip, freedom was your only goal, so you loosened your grip.
I believed every word you said to me, I even understood why you needed to leave.
It was all one beautiful lie, less than a month — and you were by her side.
Did you really think I did not know? I felt the danger long before it showed.
And she must’ve thought I didn’t see, all the lies you buried so carelessly.
Do you feel regret when your hands touch her skin, with those wild eyes and that darkness within?
Deep inside I keep on screaming through the night, caught between your “love” and your need to take flight.
I sometimes doubt the things I did, if I held you back or just didn’t give in. Would we still be us, still you and I, if you didn’t need freedom just to feel alive?
You don’t get to love me and leave me in ruins, then hide in her arms like I’m something you’re losing. I was never blind — I was holding my breath, watching you choose her while you smiled at my death.
And no, I don’t tremble, I don’t break like before, I see what your “love” was always for. Not truth, not us, not anything real— just the urge to escape when you didn’t want to feel.
So keep your secrets, keep your disguise, keep telling yourself your convenient lies. But don’t you dare ask if I’m still the same— you built this ending, now you own my name.
I didn’t break… I became the echo, living in the space you tried to let go. And every silence you gave me returns. In places you hide, in places it burns.
Not as tears. Not as grief. Not as missing you, no. but as something that follows you, wherever you go.
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Wow. Very powerful. Both the writing and artwork. Love it.
I know this feeling and you captured the ache in the chest so well 🖤