Therapy Bits

In shadows where the wild winds play,

I danced upon the edge of day,

With whispers soft, I heard the call,

To break the chains, to risk it all.

The clock hands spun in reckless glee,

As I shed the skin of "ought to be,"

With every step and every twirl,

I painted life in vibrant swirl.

The straight lines blurred, the colors bled,

Tradition’s threads unraveled, shed,

With laughter echoing through the night,

I spun my dreams in daring flight.

No longer bound by fear’s embrace,

I chased the stars, I found my place,

To revel in the chaos, bold,

Where stories of the brave are told.

With every rule that I defied,

I felt my spirit, free and wide,

The road less traveled called to me,

A tapestry of wild decree.

So let them frown, let them disapprove,

In passion’s fervor, I will move,

For life’s a song, and I compose,

A symphony where freedom flows.

With heart aglow and courage high,

I’ll paint my path across the sky,

For in this dance of reckless grace,

I found my truth, I found my place.

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