Truth will set us free

Train waits, and im standing still here on the ground, waving and smiling.

Time couldent stand more silent then now this very true minute.

I never made any promisses that i broke, or did i?

With the bag filled with fue clothes and some other stuff, i now leave with the train that waiting.

I remember the memories we shared, i remember the yesterday.

When i head of with the train, and land with my feets again on the solid ground, i will no longer look back, becouse the "back" is filled with blank memories that hurts more then the cancer sick patient that wished her the death.

The train will stand in the fields where i will slowly float on, fields of golden harvest.

Finger tops touching the edges of the golden harvest. Sky purple red, grass green, smooth, wonderful straws.

Silence is a fact, its all as i once dreamed of, i can finally breath the air that i once wished to be baptised in.

No more pain, no more lies...

Horses running wild on open fields smiling with their eyes, birds in the sky flying free.

Water cold and fresh, taste of a free soul that was filled by Gods grace.

At last i can finally be free, smile with the longest smile that reaches my heart.

I can finally be me...

When the morning comes, i will wake up and know im home, home in the land of fields that i always belonged in.

Sky purplke red, grass greener then green, river blue and glittering silver, i now lye here and smile without no pains.....im home...

Now i am free...........................