A prisoner of my past
I looked from behind the rusty bars
At the cell holding me captive
For years on end
Scared to look beyond
The dimly lit space
And the cobwebs at the corners of my mind
At what the world holds
The thoughts scamming me to believe
That my past was a life sentence
When in reality all it was
Was a life lesson.
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At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person..deep gratitude for those who have lighted the flame within me!! your comments will be appreciated..