Dropping the Chains

There was a time when I could not see the day, where the brisk air never  touched my face
Loneliness, pain, and desperation were my only companions as I wallowed in pity
Pity of my own making for my own self, so that I wouldn't have to receive it and
Take it in from those that I care about, because then that would be too close,
So near to the root, the source of who I am and I couldn't bear to let that happen
To be stripped bear and allow all the ugly that I am out and into the arms of friends
Loved ones who are the treasure of my life shouldn't have to see me at my worst
The terrible thing that I am, but I know now just how wrong and back handed I have been
The real torture has not been on me but those same dear ones whom I cherish
This, the destroyer of my world, is what I choose to defy and stand against
Throwing off the robes of bondage and embracing the solace for which I should have
Freedom! Liberation! No longer struggling under the ball and chain holding me captive
Keeping me from flying off and experiencing life that way it should be

Worried, terrified and held captive by fears and follies which I have committed
To be let out, to be freed of these bounds and let to run and do what I was made to do
Oh what exhilaration, joy without bounds and words unspeakable in their  excitement
I head toward to dawn and the sunset, embracing the bitter sweet with their rise and fall
Knowing that with this my love and the love of others for me shall be embraced as we
Fly on