Poem – Breaking Free From The Old:
Its the cry of what lies within.
Unlash what is within.
I seem to be recovered, oh no the confusion is back.
Am I always like this?
I want to break free from the shackles that bond me but I can’t.
My inner struggle seem to have taken over.
No no make it stop, the struggle is real I want it to stop but I can’t.
It’s there echoing, distracting, make it stop.
I want it to stop.
The silence at night, hearing the inner calling of not knowing the unknown.
The shackles at night.
When the walls finally falls down.
Breaking free from the old.
Making way for the new.
Finding inner peace.
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