Christopher Thor Britt - Unfettered

Tears shred this helpless soul inside
Held back to hide the pain
Like iced blades, they cut the ties
And mock these many faces

Behind closed doors there is no pride
No need, no smile to feign
My failures seek no place to hide
Here on these private pages

Here dreams are made and hope still thrives
Where time will not decay
Tomorrow has but to arrive
To loose me from these cages

But, will I fight or will I fly
When faced with a new day?
The question is, “to live or die? ”
Though on the battle rages

Christopher Thor Britt

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