Expectations conspire to confine me;
Anxieties hungry to bind me;
Fears scheme to define me.
Is this, then, my delimitative end?
Living in a system that would affirm this desuetude – spinning words dripping, sweet and savory?
Powerless against omnipotent exterior forces, an illusion I count as truth?
I am called beyond this prescriptive and self-subscribed living –
freedom within my DNA.
I’d rather have the Limitless be my guide…
Unchained from Expectation’s hopeless yoke;
Unbound from Anxiety’s insatiable appetite;
Undefined from Fear’s rigid borders.
But Love –
always Love…