Enter the suicide Angels

The closest thing to eternity is:

Staying up all night

To discover

The morning,

That brings nothing new,

Again.

Closing the door behind you,

Quietly,

Knowing –

You will be back.

Walking in the rain,

Wet and smiling,

With an umbrella in the bag,

That waits for it's time to come,

Just like everybody else does.

When u think that you free, you simply not fully aware of what u can or cannot really do. Only after you sense your limits, you start to realize - you are not  free, no one is, just capable of doing more.