Chained to your past isolated
Self consumed and never sated
Seeing your self, you still felt baited
But had to heal and no longer waited
Opening your eyes so I could see
How you break your chains and set you free
Seeing them drop we started to flee
Hugging, we shook away your anxiety
Michael Yost 12/11/2018
a poem that seem live,
what vivid imagery.
Thanx Tom. I’ll be back soon.