Freedom

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Wrenched tight, within a ball and chain

and within fences built high to constrain.

No desire for strife, so you abstain

and bit by bit parts of you are slain,

as you become the target for someone else's pain,

to the point where you feel all is in vain.


Something then goes ping inside your brain.

No more, this grief, you'll entertain.

To 'love' like that is inhumane.

To closed ears you may try to explain.


Your choices open, no need to remain

so you shake off the shackles set to contain.

Your strength grows now from a small grain.

You step from the platform onto the train.


Your journey set, the destination plain

to see,

the clouds clear, you feel more sane.

Your self esteem now yours to reclaim

to walk your path and confidence to gain.


Reflections can bring thoughts inane,

and from this you must refrain.

It's happened; it was the work of twain.

To carry the load will put you under strain.


It's imperative your journey isn't allowed to wane

and for a time,

you,

you maintain,

as soon you will be in familiar terrain

and you yourself will start to regain

the gifts of life so you obtain

the ability to love, laugh and smile again.

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