freedom

freedom coursing through my veins.
body no longer feeling uptight but airy. 
being blown up like a balloon. 
helium has replaced my wounds. 
freedom feels scary 
when my yesterdays felt like a constant rope 
tied around my body 
getting a little tighter 
each & every day. 
enjoyment & play are here to stay. 
no more hiding 
in the underneath stairs cupboard. 
now it is time to be free & play!
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