The Mistress Of The Mind

The journey of a woman from bondage to liberation once she makes up her mind to set herself free.

Deep in the corridors of her mind,

She saw herself crippled, hands tied behind.

Fearing the thousand eyes watching,

Hiding herself, behind the curtains, crouching.

Will they know her truth, the ugly one,

Won’t she be rebuked, at her cost all the fun?

Tears rolling down, grief and hurt,

Her body in pain,

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Her soul stuck in between death and birth.

Heart in despair, she screamed out her lung,

Hearing her own self, a blissful realization stung.

Suffocating in silence was no more a choice,

She untied the ropes that murdered her voice.

Bathed in the blood that came from her scar,

She rose like a phoenix, in the skies like a star!

From victim to victory, each battle she fought,

Took off like a free bird,

From the cage of her own thought!

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