Breaking my Bonds

I see it, I taste it, I want it.

Success

It’s an empty book waiting to be filled.

It drowns me, it chokes me, it eats me.

Doubt

It feasts on uncertainty and craps out catastrophe.

It lingers, it pesters, it clamors.

Regret

It saturates my failures into anxiety earthquakes.

I have it, I gain it, I build it.

Potential

It’s there before me like a pen to a page.

It crushes me, it pierces me, it buries me.

Abuse

A preemptive crippling of love and life.

I hunger for it, I claw for it, I relish it.

Freedom

An empty house I call my own

I see it, I taste it, I want it, Success

Each new day is a page of my life.