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Night falls
Everyone settling into it
Then came the terrific
A bang!
A loud bang at the entrance
What could it be
Who could it be
Not again
Thought this was sorted out last time

Then the door came down
Where do I hide this time
Searching round in fear for a safe place
Where I could fold and tuck away
From the preying eyes of my terror

Totally terrified
Shivering like one abandoned in the cold
My eyes completely shut
With me muttering my silent prayers
Not understanding why it should be me again

Pounding steps coming closer and closer
Then  horrible hoarse voice thundering
'Come out now or...'

Oh me, what do I do
Chill running down my spine
They know I am here
What's my escape now
Fear having a good meal on me
Plead for mercy
Or come out and face my fears
Or remain here and let it ravage me for as long as forever
Battle of the mind!
Whether bravely or cowardly I have to make a move
I have to decide
Either to be defeated again or face these devils

Looking straight into the dark of the room
To see who and what they were this time
Ready to face them
Suddenly like a burst came courage
In a rush came strength
Now determined to defeat

Who are you and what do want
Voice not quavering
Voice not stuttering
At my utterance they stumbled away
I saw them flee with speed like flash 

Oh I won!
I won my fears
I won by braving up and facing it
Then came the morning and the light of the day

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I struggled for too long Being who I wasn’t Fitting  my circle into other people's 
perfect squares -- into all their
expectations for me Their perception was all that mattered What they will see and say Their standard for success and achievement
I showed up acting who I wasn’t Like a dancing monkey under obligations to perform magic To gain their recognition and affirmations for being who I wasn’t Against being Me
I broke the chains and gained freedom the day I stopped looking at myself through other people’s lenses because I discovered people wore lenses tinted and shaded to suit them not Me
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Housed in a container Moved in it Identified by its aesthetics But sometimes lost in it Who exactly am I the container or the content
Sometimes I try so hard to figure exactly what it is about this combo Sometimes complicating other times compelling sometimes conflicting other times cooperating
Influenced by the countless conversations with  the inner and the  outer the seen and the unseen the known and the unknown Then I discover It goes beyond this container there is something about content
As adorned as this container maybe embellished with so much beauty the content remains the substance that give it credibility Beyond the container that interacts is the content that keeps the flow is the content that leaves  memorable impacts
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