Unshuttered

When I dreamt of my future self
It was always in relation to others
I was nothing without someone else
My will veiled behind dark shutters

Never questioning this part of me
I wandered through my life
Shattered every time I failed to please
Like someone held my by a knife

I spent a year reflecting Earth
Seeking grounding, seeking peace
Instead I found my own rebirth 
Where I approach my life with ease

I am the things I love to do
I am me now and so much more
No mind but mine must then approve
The shining future I adore

This future is filled with melodies
With nature, children, yarn
My life is petals on the breeze
Not stuck on some odd thorn

I do the things I love for me
No longer cowed by words that chide
I am a woman, wild and free
The shutters flung and cast aside 

Published by Rachel

chaotic elegance. feral insight. poetic mischief incarnate.

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