Slave to Fear
Are you a slave to an idea? A fear, you hold on to so dear? Where are you a slave ? Where is your life concave? It’s dive to dive right in Find the projected sin Who is the apple of your eye? For them have you committed to die? Suppressing yourself Keeping small, like a little elf Trapping your beauty For what feels like an eternity What’s in your way? Where is the burning hay? Somewhere inside There’s a contract that resides It’s time to let go This you know Beneath, in the muscles so deep Are trapped a legion of false beliefs It’s time to fish them up Before, as volcanos, they erupt Set them free Allow yourself to feel the sensation of glee written by Zoe Langman 11th March 2023