"Captured"
Captured by my negatives, I cannot break free,
They hold me tight, like chains around a tree.
I see the world in shades of grey,
And the brightness of the sun fades away.
My mind is a prison, built from my fears,
My thoughts are the bars, that won't let me near,
The light that shines, beyond my cell,
The hope that waits, for me to excel.
But I know deep down, I hold the key,
To unlock the door and set myself free,
To break the chains, that hold me down,
And rise above, with a new crown.
-soulpoet-
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