Unconfined

Old words were written,
to teach me about myself,
in return I witness,
the child from my youth.

Imagination is used,
to face the truth,
in a world where angels,
are fairies with wings.

I carry a burden,
heavier than myself,
but in the water,
I am weightless.

My mind drifts away,
to unknown worlds,
where unknown places,
are ready to welcome me.

For years I have written,
everything I saw,
in countless words,
and endless sentences.

Today I see myself,
where my pink glasses,
are taken off –
reality is a burst bubble.

Yet unconfined,
my wings can finally fly,
and Your undying love,
is the only reality,
that is left within we.