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The thoughts and fears in our head
When we are ready, will be shed
Unlike chaff from the wheat
It does not require ourselves to beat.
Carried carefully through every day
It is them who are most in our way
In our mind they grow tall
Nourished and fed one and all
They need not be harvested
It is best if they are divested
Sill each time one forms
It takes room in the dorms
That we foster and planed
And give energy to expand

Let these thoughts not stay
You need not listen to their bay
They should be held then released
If they are famished you will feast
They will know many guises
So acknowledge them not as surprises
You can not be just one way
Else you not bend when paths stray

Chains

In these chains I am found
In these chains I am bound

This one to friend
This one to pretend
This one to family
This one to safety

In these chains I am found
Chains that keep me down

This one is all rusted
This to someone trusted
One for an oath in the night
One for a threat made in a fight
One that keeps me sane
One that holds back pain
Many to Obligations or a job
More chains you can’t rob

In these chains I am found
Chains that keep me sound

They hold me so I don’t descend
Blocking any thought to amend
Bar my path to the edge
Safe from the unknown they pledge

From these chains do not free
Without these chains I cannot be