Let me go. Set me free to be all that I can be. Let me rise up against this blackness that encompasses me. I have worked in this stone box for too long, without looking at the world outside.
I cannot recall the freedom that was once mine as I’ve become so accustomed to this prison that I’ve made. What I could do, what I should do, these elude me, leaving me lost, without a map to follow.
How do I find my own path? It continues to find me. Desire overpowers me to forge my own, to create new life and freedom for the person I’ve become; freedom from the struggles weighing me down that have kept me from the life I could live.
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