I am bound by my maladies–
fears, pain, insecurity, perception,
they keep me from seeking,
they keep me from being,
all that I could be–
my dreams, possibilities, potential,
left like limping question marks.
They shall claim my life no longer.
Freedom is not free,
but I am ready, willing, able
to stake claim and break these chains,
no longer shall fear shackle and bind me,
it will not control me.
I will chart my route, take the steps,
not without fear, but in the face of it.
Madelyn March
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Published on October 19, 2016 09:08