Realization comes at the strangest times,

But as long as you arrive at the destination

Why do you care?

Raise your hands skyward and scream it.

Feel it coursing from your shoulder blades

To the tips of your outstretched fingers.

Let it burst through your toes, sending the sensation

Downward into the earth to share.

Hell, you want everyone and everything around you

To feel exactly like you do right now

Because you know the truth.

You are free.


Finally, at long last

You are free.


I know you're thinking that this epiphany

Should have been a little more dramatic.

At the very least, not while you were

Behind the wheel of a car, running on almost empty.

But you knew at that moment between

You, the blaring music, and the open road ahead of you

Nothing else seemed too important.


No one else was even considered.

He, she, they—

God, what does it all matter anyway?

At the end of the day,

The ones who are worth it will naturally stay.

As for everyone else,

Oh, you know you saw it coming a mile away.


But, no matter.

What could mean more than this feeling,

This new life,

This change?

Nothing.


You bask in this sweet truth,

Never looking back.

Finding what it really means

To be free.