Set Me Free
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Last published Thu, Jul 29, 2021
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I wish for a life where i can be free. Where I can reach for the stars without someone or my past holding me back. A life where i feel confident and beautiful. Where broken wings are cherished and mended. A life where i no longer find the need to apologize for my existence. No struggling to find my self worth. Finally allowing my feelings to be valid; and not letting fear hold me back from expressing them.
Like a kid afraid of the dark, I fear I will always be afraid of my own shadow. Afraid to lose the light inside my heart. Scared to be alone in this world so cold. Longing to feel anything besides the freezing chill of emptiness with a paralyzing trepidation that consumes my entire being.
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