I’ve lived in the Dark-
For half of my Life,
Shifting around the corners;
Letting the spiders weave on me.
While Watching the ventilator,
Staring at that streak-
I realized how the dust traveled,
Despite the size of that creek..!!
My agonies have already-
Broken me into pieces;
Collecting all the shards,
I flew out bit by bit.
Upon stepping out, In place of rains,
I found myself standing in a harsh sunny noon.
Coming in contact with the open air,
The stink left; the one that was rotting my being.
With broken Chains still attached as anklets,
They clank aloud with every beat..
I am letting them do the music for me-
Dancing the shackles, with my dancing feet.
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