The Testimony of Being Free

My thoughts are misplaced There is something to be learned when the fire in me shakes I cut through all what tried to conform me If I could fly, I would soar like an eagle and be free Sometimes being free is all I need At night I gasp for air, it’s hard for me to breathe My fears and old memories haunt me I don’t look back; I move forward so does my spirit Nothing is for the taken not unless im happy with me I get sucked into my thoughts, push out things that use to matter I shed no more tears and handle all my fears There are no more fears or regrets inside of me because that door is forever closed