I want to break free!

The life was his

Skrivpuff: Fri.

Han var hård
som sten.
Han bröt sig ut
med kraft.
Han tog fatt
i livet.
Ett liv som inte kunde erbjuda annat än motstånd.
Motstånd, det enda han kände till.
Livet var hans.

I want to break free!

He was hard
as stone.
He broke out
with force.
He took hold
in life.
A life that couldn’t offer other than resistance.
Resistance, the only thing he knew.
The life was his.

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This entry was published on 2015-10-31 at 01:02. It’s filed under Poetry, Skrivpuff and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

3 thoughts on “The life was his

  1. Grå Papegoja on said:

    Bra!

  2. Tyckte mycket om denna dikt! 🙂

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