Ropes tight around my wrists,
My soul confined, my spirit listless,
Tears flow as my heart resists,
The chains that hold me, so relentless.
But I must break free,
From this prison of my mind,
The weight of oppression must cease,
And true liberation I shall find.
With each tug and pull,
The knots begin to loosen,
My spirit starts to feel whole,
As I break free from this burden.
The shackles that once bound me,
Fall away with a resounding clink,
My soul is now set free,
My heart begins to sing.
I am no longer held captive,
By fear or by despair,
My spirit is now active,
My dreams no longer rare.
I spread my wings and soar,
Above the clouds so high,
The weight of my past no more,
As I embrace the endless sky.
Breaking free was not easy,
But it was worth the fight,
For now I am free,
And I will live with all my might.
About the Creator
$#*£ Resilience
I was going to relax this evening. Tune out, hunker down, look after myself. I need it. I am exhausted. Thoroughly used up. And it's only Wednesday. Not even half way through the week. A week that in the UK, is Mental Health Awareness week. I don't know who decides these things, who gets to co-opt a day, a week, a month, and declare it a thing about a thing. But I do know a lot about mental health. I know a lot about mental health AND I know a lot about working for the UK's National Health Service. And so it was with interest that I clicked play on the below video, earlier today. By the time I finished, I was in tears.
By Hannah Moore3 days ago in Psyche
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