Many of my years <br />were invested <br />In some struggle <br />to be free; <br />Never really <br />feeling whole, <br />just pretending <br />all was right with me. <br /> <br />Seeking answers <br />in other worlds <br />I willingly <br />paid the price, <br />and traded <br />all my youth <br />searching <br />for sage advice. <br /> <br />The journey’s <br />been long <br />but at last <br />I am free; <br />my older, <br />wiser eyes <br />have finally <br />come to see <br />the only thing <br />that ever <br />held my soul <br />were the chains <br />inside of me. <br /> <br />The only <br />true freedom <br />for anyone’s soul <br />lies within <br />their very own heart, <br />but it takes <br />a lifetime to find <br />what we <br />always had <br />from the start.<br /><br />Carolyn Brunelle<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hidden-treasure-4/
