Free.

I feel like crying.
I feel like running into the bathroom,
and throwing up.
Throwing up everything.
The food i just ate.
My feelings.
My body.
My face.
My tears.
I feel like hitting something.
Or someone.
Hitting them so hard,
they feel the pain I do.
I want to drown my sorrows.
Wash them away with my tears.
Send them off to a better place.
I want to disappear.
I want to be free forever,
from this world of hate.
And insecurity.
And violence.
I want to float away,
in a river of silence.
I want to be known for who I am.
Not what I look like.
Or how much I weigh.
I want to fly away,
in a clear blue sky.
Where people can love me,
for who I really am.
Where they won't judge me.
And where we can feel free,
and happy,
forever.
I just want...
to be free.