Be free

behind the shouts and screams is a wounded soulcrying out the only way she knows howrepeating patterns she was taughtfighting hate with hate as an emotional robotchanting the words she was told to sayhidden chains guiding her day-by-dayto think for oneself is not her normshe closes her eyes to conformblindly walking down a mandated pathjoined……

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My world starts in my mind.It is within, not without.I write my own story;that is the power I hold.If I accept this power, I am my own hero,and my high-vibrational thoughts will be my superpower.If I deny this power, I will become a victim within my own story,and my low-vibrational thoughts will be my kryptonite.My……

Cats and their toys

You play with my heart like a cat swats at a ball of yarn. Getting real close as if it’ll cuddle. Then, with a tail high in the air, you— the arrogant feline—strides away, sharing a Cheshire grin. And I take it. When will I learn? I hold the power. For without me, you would……