He's calling me. He's chasing me.
Thoughts of freedom are raising me.
I can't catch up. I can't let go.
I can't convince him to just move on.
I'm dying. I can't breathe.
But I can't let fear discourage me.
I have to gain some energy.
I have to win. I must be free.
We had 4 years. Most of them bad.
We had some laughs, but most days were sad.
Yet he claims that he is so in love with me.
If that were true then he would see
Happy is something I will never be.
That is until he sets me free.
I have tried to be the perfect mate.
He'll never change. I must escape.
No one knows the trouble I see.
I can't express my will to be free.
No longer can I just leave me be.
If I love myself I must be freed.
Written By: Tonya C. Lewis
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