I am a prisoner of the fear that I am not good enough.
I am a prisoner of a pride that mercilessly binds me.
I am a prisoner of moodiness and inconsistency.
I am a prisoner of the need to be right.
I am a prisoner of my denial of my close-mindedness.
I am a prisoner of all those whose opinions harm me.
I am a prisoner of wild, thoughtless impulses.
I am a prisoner of my predicted defeat.
I am a prisoner of a complex hierarchy of relationships.
I am a prisoner of unnameable emotions.
I am a prisoner of my own hesitation.
I am prisoner of overwhelming hypocrisy.
I am a prisoner of a bitterness that binds me.
I am a prisoner of my past and my future.
But one day, I will break these chains.
One day, I will be free of this cell
in order to bind myself to this—
becoming a prisoner of love;
becoming one who is tied forever
to every other person, regardless of status.
Someday, my shackles will fall,
and I will stand—a prisoner of love.
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