My dream of living free is cut short

The sun is brilliantly shining through my window

I wipe the drowsy from my eyes and move out of my bed

I slowly walk to my window, letting out a soft yawn

I reluctantly open my curtains and my body feels warm

The sun radiates itself against me through my window

The world is truly beautiful when it wants to be

Taking in the morning sunrise, I smile to myself

My curtains have been closed for so long

I haven't been awake this early in a long time

It's sad to think that I've been missing the sunrise for so long

Something so beautiful, yet just for a moment

I continue to stare at the sun, even as my eyes strain

Sometimes, even just a single light can remove the darkness

I feel a tear falling from my face

As it all sinks in again

I close my curtains

I forget about the sun

Time to go back to sleep.

Across the lake, I see a light shining outward towards the Sea, making the water glisten in it's reflection.

Seeing the light, gives me a positive, optimistic feeling for the future. It's like a radiating glow inside of my chest.

It makes me hopeful, in the darkest of times.

One day, however, when night came, the light didn't shine from the lighthouse. I looked out from the lake, only to see aa enveloping blackness where the light once proudly shined.

It wasn't there anymore

The light was gone

Shattered, and forgotten

Just like my heart

It gave me a feeling of dread, that just wouldn't go away. The feeling pressed itself against me, holding me down from the weight of it.

It was too much for me to handle.

The consuming, and eternal darkness...

Swallowed every part of me.

I'm standing at the roof of the school, looking out toward the sky.

All the clouds here are grey, as usual. The same mundane, and dull weather that always appears in this town.

Looking down, at the pavement below, I make my choice. As I jump off the roof, the wind blowing against my body as I fall to the ground.

Only to stop in the air, and float along with the wind, unable to understand what's happening, I float in an awed silence, becoming alike the wind, gentle, and flowing, moving blissfully through the air, only to come to my senses, once I notice that I'm far away from the school now.

I'm hovering over a grassy field, and I slowly start to ease downward to the ground, feeling my socks press against the ground, a cold sensation moving through my feet, and into my legs.

I smile softly, walking through the field, and laughing as I brush my hands against the grass, breaking into a small run, moving in any direction I want, taking in the natural beauty of the field, before I come across a clearing.

Curious, I slowly walk toward the feeling, my mouth agape in excitment for what I'll find. Only to see a long lost friend standing in the center of the clearing.

My eyes tear up, as I walk toward them.

Is this real?

Are they actually here?

Are my eyes deceiving me?

They look back to see me, the familiar smile I've missed, stuck on their face, as I move close to them, tears further escaping me, as they pull me into an embrace.

This field, is an escape.

There's hope to be had, once again.