Shopping for Freedom

In the aisles where shadows creep,

I face the past, the memories steeped.

May 7th whispers, it’s time to fight,

Against the ghosts that haunt my night.

Walking through corridors of doubt,

Haunted by the things I can't live without.

Each step I take, a heavy weight,

Moments freeze, can I navigate?

The echoes scream, they call my name,

But I won’t let them win this game.

Though it feels like a battlefield,

Each small win, my heart's unsealed.

I’m shopping for freedom, I’m choosing me,

Fighting the past, I’m breaking free.

One cart at a time, I’ll rise above,

Learning to nurture what I’m made of.

Memories flicker like flickering lights,

I see her world, yet I’ll claim the nights.

Picking up pieces that once felt wrong,

Rebuilding my strength, I’ll carry on.

With every item, I take back my soul,

Relearning the rules, regaining control.

It’s harder now, but I won’t be meek,

For the love I deserve, I choose to speak.

I’m shopping for freedom, I’m choosing me,

Fighting the past, I’m breaking free.

One cart at a time, I’ll rise above,

Learning to nurture what I’m made of.

Oh, the voices fade, they start to clear,

With every purchase, I shed the fear.

I’m reclaiming my story, piece by piece,

In this journey of hope, I find my peace.

So here I stand, against the tide,

May 7th won’t take my pride.

With each small choice, I’m on my way,

In my heart, I’m learning to stay.