Flying Free Poem by Rachel Brewer

I sit in my womb-like chamber,
Voices roaming in and out of my head.
Screams pounding loudly, making my mind ache,
Believing in myself was the hardest thing I’ve had to do.
But I had to
I had to break out of this deathly trance,
I had to destroy the demons in my head
Corrupting, decaying, weakening my mind,
Only one way to do it,
Opening my eyes I see right into the depths of sorrow,
My bones aching, can’t take this feeling anymore,
I want so much to be free of this torture,
I believed in myself, and I did it,
I destroyed the demons, along with my life,
Floating freely in the air, wonderful, calming,
My spirit is finally allowed to soar,
Away from the darkness, into the light,
Flying free.