Freda Copeland Biography

Stressed and overwhelmed in the stillness of my discontent,
Struggling against the dark for so long,
Yet I was strong willed, determined and unyielding to be constrained.
I had been held back in the past, a prisoner of my own doing
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I was addicted.
I was on such a high that laughter would burst out of me for no good reason.
The smiles that would emulate from me were contagious.
I could drift off at a moment's notice, wafting off my addiction.
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I never thought I'd get over it,
I never thought I'd make it through.
I never thought I'd be free of the reins it held on me.
The distress I felt, the utter despair,
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Sometimes I wish I could just come home
To an empty abode so I could brood alone
In the stillness of my discontent.
Having to always take care of somebody or something
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Snow falls quietly outside as I watch from my window
Covering everything with a complete blanket of stillness
The trees bow down under the weight of it
A single bird flies in the distance
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