I am in fear where I should be at peace. I am distressed. This whole situation is making new cuts through me, and I cannot help but create new fears as I bleed. And I cannot help, after all already existing scars and trauma, to ask - Why? Why still? Why again? Why now? I weep at all the new pain I am brought up to the very last chances. I feel like I have always rejoiced of fake freedom, only to be tugged by chains over and over and over again. And I ask yet again, I cry out, I call out with all the fear and restlessness and anguish in me -
When will You free me?
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