Freedom:

Some say life is worth living,

full of freedom, justice, and peace.

I can's agree,

it is long, hard, and sad.

Some think it is worth living,

all I think worth living for is love.

Love... What is love,

it sounds so familiar but yet so far away.

If I only knew what is was,

how it felt.

Every touch, smell, and how it feels,

just... just how it feels.

All I know is death, and sadness,

so cold, and lonely.

A chill goes around you,

it swallows you up the instant you let it in.

Love can surpass death,

love warms up the coldness.

Like light to dark,

light is hope, love, and freedom.