Finally
free of what bound me
unchained
from what had allowed me
to suffer
unabated
from the cover of guilt
unashamed
undoing the quilt
of consequence
without confrontation
Finally,
tasting the pain
a robust flavor
with celestial seasonings
a hint of brave
two parts cooperative
a dash of faith
and a secret mixture
of openness
unfiltered
served on the good plates,
brokenness
in the room
with the big table,
the grown-ups
knowingness
unrestricted
Finally,
invited
and excited to refuse
proud of the abuse
badged by the scars
of a repetitious paradigm
unscathed
but fine,
Finally
untimed
unexpected
under the impression
that I don’t have to be okay
to be okay
I can be myself
and still be free
unlike, I had been
alike a feeling I had when
things were different
unwritten
programmed into my consciousness,
unforgiven
but Finally,
I can get it
unwilling
to commit to the routine
and monotony
of hurting myself
for the sanctity
of amusement
unimpressed
by the music
that was my theme song
repeating unknowns
unfounded
free from the habits that
grounded me
unlike I would normally do
unorthodox dynamics
with rhetoric
that I would accordingly spew
ritualistically
unsaved
by this mystery,
unaware
of unimportant things
but able to see,
Finally.

-see

©2015 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethepoet