There are times I see
How much all of this fear
Imprisoned me
Surrounded by so much
Trauma, illness and death
It became hard to breathe
With all of the grief
Locked up inside
Sometimes I see how much I failed
Sometime I fear I was not brave
And when I tell you this
You never fail to remind me
How difficult it was
And how little help I had
So now when these thoughts come
Can I bless them
I did my best
And so did you
I no longer want to cut off
This urge to be
So fully alive
But still sometimes
The spectre of death
Rears its ugly head
And I fear that just as you and I
Approach the gates of freedom
Something will happen
To keep us apart
And we will never get to know
The happiness of feeling how
We are both now becoming free
Of our different prisons
Emerging From The Dark Night 
We are all, kept, imprisoned, by our own, vices, and we alone, hold the keys, to the lock, we are the only ones, who can, set our selves, free…
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That is self evident!
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This is deeply meaningful and so true, Deb!
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Gid bless you, Ally Hope today smiles on you.🌈💖
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Thank you, Deb. xxx
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Oh yes, so yes, this is so relatable! I too live imprisioned by fear.
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I think its a big part of our human condition. 💞💖💞
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