The chains that once held me down
Can now be found broken and loose on the ground
The chains have now rusted away.
And all that is left now are ashes of grey
My chains were not made of iron or steel.
But of the expectations and judgments that society had me feel.
Trust me, the pressure was real.
I would navigate life by mirroring social cues because I didn’t know how to articulate my own personal views.
That was until I realised that I had a choice.
And that I had my own voice
Finally after breaking free from their grasp also freed my spirit to soar.
And I no longer refuse to be bound or held down anymore.
And the chains that once caused me pain now serve as a reminder of what I overcame.
But that’s ok, because I am finally ok
I might still be slightly weathered.
But at least I’m finally untethered.
Now, all that remains of the chains is an authentic version of me.
The person I was always meant to be
Love Fordy
AKA Unapologetic Writer
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