Poetic Justice

Sickly and weak are a confused mans dreams,
As he walks through his past engraved with deafening screams.
So many lost moments once frozen in time
Allows a man to believe he's committed a crime.
Not knowing what to do or what road to take;
The confusion grips tightly and constricts like a snake.
But the freedom does ring so true and so sweet,
Emancipation of stupefaction holds thicker than concrete.
And how to obtain this elated bliss, it could be a night a day or epiphanies kiss.
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