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.