Staged IllusionsA Poem by Soul SessionsContemplation of all the things I was made to hate This type of mindset is what I have grown to distaste It isn't me but a seed that was planted Because my boundaries were taken for granted Thoughts that are not mine Wasting so much of my previous time These are yours and yours alone So I release them back to their appropriate home. So I thank you for who you turned me into Never to go back to the cage in that zoo. My confidence rising I know my worth The trials I've been through, pulled myself out the dirt Treated like an animal without a rightful owner Threw me into this cold world and made me a loaner. I've dried my eyes and now their opened wide No surprise that I see you for all the lies You're pathetic and dark and I choose the side of light My soul now free from your shackles ready to take flight. So take a bow for your show is now over No longer do I have to look over my shoulder It's the final act, the curtain call, no ovation just dark Don't forget the animal you created has a bite but no bark Working in silence now in the shadows I dwell Thank you for all that you did for me in your living hell. The stage lights dim as the scene fades to black No encore for you, no chance to come back In this new act, my spirit will soar A story of strength, not bound anymore.
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Added on June 14, 2024 Last Updated on June 14, 2024 AuthorSoul SessionsFLAboutI am a seasoned creator of meditation music, weaving harmonious soundscapes for over a year. My journey extends beyond melody into the realms of meditation practices, Ancient history, including Americ.. more..Writing
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