Break Free

I close my eyes and dream quietly of breaking free.

I dream of breaking every single chain that has ever held me.

I cut them.

I throw glass cups against the wall.

Every vase shatters, and then I’m set free.

Free.

I will own love.

Love will never own me.

To break free is the only object of life.

Every up.

Every down.

Every turn.

Every stab.

Every pleasure.

Every pain.

Every loss.

Every gain.

Every broken chain.

Was just to allow your entire heart,

mind,

soul

and being

to realize la illah illah Allah.

Tell this imprisoned soul that it will never be owned. Nothing will ever own you.

But Allah.