Free?

Freedom is not a generic thing. It comes from within our genes. 

Who says I can't be me?? 

Who will fight me when I am already fighting the demons inside me?!?

Spread your wings! 

Spur your words out like a whirlwind of sand, each grain penetrating the enemy.

I cannot leave!

But I am no where now, so there is no where from to leave.

Gasp

Breath in, (is there Hope?). then It Heaves all out taking my remaining energy.

I see light or a flicker at the end, over the mountain, and around the bend. Or is it me.