Castles in the Air

She aches – from head to toe, from skin to core
wishing for change and hoping for synthesis
craving
the life not yet hers
She could feel the snake around her tightening its grip
feel the suffocation, choking on despair
but
she could still see salvation – she could still see freedom
freedom to live, freedom to be – unabashedly
no more conditions, no more misunderstandings
a place to belong
the remedy
the life not yet hers
Salvation was a dream, the freedom is gone
how she longs to sleep again
ignorance is bliss when cognizance reveals alienation
Endless nights of wondering what went wrong
why she isn’t good enough
this life of hers, not yet free to be
not yet