The chains may have fallen away

You told me I’m not a prisoner,

So what still holds me back?

You told me the doors aren’t closed,

So why do I still cower?

You told me I’m shackled no more,

So why do my feet falter?

You told me the punishing had stopped

So why do my limbs still tremble?

You told me not to be sad,

So why doesn’t my heart sing?

The chains may have fallen away

But I still long to be held.

The doors may be open

But I still yearn to be warm.

The shackles may be undone

But I still want to linger.

The wounds may have filled

But I still carry the pain.

The tears may have stopped

But I still want to remember.

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