It itches

This weight on my shoulders

These memories

Woven into a hangman's noose

It chokes my soul

I want to be free

Of this tedium

Of this sadness

Bearing down on me

Crushing the stagnant air from my lungs

I wish to shed the skin

That is keeping me here

That is holding me to this life

I will break free of this

I will defeat myself

I will be new