Blindfold off
Scales removed
Awareness and
Growing realisations
Of what deep down I already knew
But too afraid to admit openly,
As too many hangover feelings
Of how it felt to be
Downtrodden
Abused
A thing
An object,
Too many layers of others
Like a straitjacket
Confining me
Restricting me
Hiding me
From my true self
From my destiny
From my soul’s path