Shackle You…..

Shackle You…..

I am the fire, you are the rain.
I am the sunlight but your the darkest place.

I’m not a leader but you’d wrap me in chains.
I’m the wander, your the pain. I’m the tryer, you tied me down.

I achieve where you just stood still. I’m a fighter, you just give in.
I’m a dreamer with a chance, your living in your past.

I shout out but you’re quiet like a mouse. I believe it can happen, you wait for me to fail my ambition.

I’m a journey where you have no sail, no aim,no direction.
I’m a survivor, you just surrender.
I claw at life, you cut it down like a knife.

I’m a thought, your just closed.
I breath it in, you starve the oxygen.

I’m free to roam and your no more, my life I’ll live and your chains I’ve broke, your bind no longer holds. I’ll breath my freedom without your doubt keeping me under.

I’ve fought the fight the hardest way, I’m the winner ain’t got your time of day. My voice rejoices, my volume on full blast, can’t hear you now, so far in my past.

I survived this, standing proud, stood my ground and left that negative platform, I now see the sunshine.

Your gloom behind me, my positivity beat your negative hold on me. Breaking your barriers, breathing my freedom.

This is my journey. No time for you to mixup my feelings. I’m going forward where once I’d just stand still.

You can do anything, it’s all there for you, just set your mind to achieve it, don’t listen to doubtful chains that shackled you.

Do what you want, it’s all you have to do. Easy to say No, OK, Maybe, say Yes, Your amazing. See, look at the floor, the shackles are open, they no longer hold you.

Take all the chances life throws your way, your here to achieve so believe in yourself, be amazed as you gaze at what you have become, you took the chance and well, You Won.

By,
Lee David Wright

Author: L D Wright

Hi there, I'm Lee, I live in the UK in a small town called Blackburn. If I'm not working in the steel industry or training in karate, I'm out walking and taking pictures. I love taking photos and making them beautiful. I have struggled with depression and anxiety for a very long time. My writing run alongside my issues,  personal pitfalls, and experiences through life. Some experiences sad, some dark, but always honest. I treat my writing as my personal therapist., letting my thoughts out in words. This releases my inner demons and settles my personal head space.

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