Liberated

 Liberated 

With each passing year, I gain a wrinkle in my brow

And a dimple in my cheek.

With each passing year, I gain an ounce more courage 

to tread the path I seek,

To chase the dreams I dream.

With each passing year, I liberate myself 

Slowly unpacking the years of guilt and self-doubt,

Releasing the shackles of tradition, the burdens of the weak.

I am no longer bound   

these years have brought with them cursed age, yet

Also something so sweet,

Of all the struggle I sowed in my youth, 

At last, 

Freedom 

I Reap. @krish.fitnessreelz