Freedom smells like an unpolluted air.
It tastes like a bland food diet.
One of its bad side?
I am still dying to eat cakes!
One of its good side?
I finally stopped drinking coffee!
Being free is —
I don’t need to look back at what or who is behind and already forgotten.
Cos’ while being in prison,
It was a privilege to earn the freedom there forthwith.
As freedom is warranted,
It’s like an ocean.
It can be calm or still,
And rough or rigid.
No matter how ambiguous, it is,
Life with freedom after surviving–
Is beautiful.
🌐 I’m the author of “The Cancer Voice Asia”, and I want to share my experience with cancer to help you through yours. We create a special network of people living with similar experiences that allows us to empower ourselves and helps us to fight against the disease.
👩🔬I was diagnosed with Leiomyosarcome in 2016, when I was 29 years old. My healing journey becomes your healing journey, and I want to use this platform to inspire people all over the world.
