The Sky We Claim

I want the wind against my face.
I want
My life back in my head.
They took my
Freedom with a lie.
Now let them
Hear where
I stand
I kept my mouth shut to keep you safe
They use my silence as a shield.
I let
Them tell the world their version.
Now hear the truth they kept concealed
I want your life with your head thrown back.
The kind that steals your breath
I want the robe beneath our feet.
Your
One hand at my neck.
Those
Little things are everything
I almost thank them for the scraps of a