Released

Laying in bed, staring at the ceiling; endless thoughts running thru my head, tired of concealing… These feelings bottled deep within, of hurt pain happiness joy suffering and screaming love in vain; releasing them-yea I'm considering, but what about the chain... Created by links of secrets, melted and molded by lies; clasped by regrets, n polished by a decade old disguise. Worn well for years, never faded broke or tarnished; from all the fallen tears, all the yanking n pulling still no wear n tear accomplished. Was shackled in bondage, imprisoned by guilt n shame; now free n realizing i have usage, Glory to God i now Fly because i called HIS Name!