December 27, 2017

Like an anchor to a ship, fear holds me down,
watching me drown in a sea of my 
mistakes and regrets.
Then, something clicks.
A switch flips.
A fire is lit.
Head held high.
Back straight.
Suddenly the sun is freed from its cloudy
prison and is able to shine its light

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