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Life in a box

Life in a box

In the everyday hustle and bustle of life, where routines rule the roost and expectations weigh heavy on our minds, there's this box. It ain't made of bricks or steel, but of all the shoulds and ought-tos we carry around. It's like a prison we've built for ourselves, using society's blueprints and the fear of straying off the beaten path.
 

Inside this imaginary box, time just keeps on ticking, marked by the clock's relentless beat and the changing seasons outside. Days blend into weeks, weeks into months, and months into years, until our hopes and dreams are buried under the weight of responsibilities and societal norms.

 

Trapped in this box, we move through life like shadows, a far cry from the lively spirit that once yearned for adventure and new horizons. We go through the motions, ticking off boxes on society's checklist, but deep down, a fire burns within us—a fire fueled by the craving for freedom, for authenticity, for a life less ordinary.

 

We peer out at the world beyond our self-imposed walls, through the small window of opportunity that's still open to us. We see others daring greatly, following their hearts and chasing their dreams. Life dances before our eyes in a riot of colors and possibilities, urging us to break free from the chains of conformity and embrace the unknown.

 

But fear keeps us anchored, fear of the what-ifs, fear of falling short, fear of venturing beyond the lines that society drew for us. The burden of debt—be it financial or emotional—weighs us down, tying us to a life of quiet desperation and untapped potential.

 

Yet deep down, a voice whispers—a voice that won't be silenced, a voice that calls out for liberation and renewal. It's the voice of our true selves, buried beneath layers of expectations and obligations, waiting to be set free.

 

So, with shaky hands and a heart heavy with longing, we start chipping away at the walls of our self-imposed box. We gather the broken shards of our forgotten dreams and piece them back together, like a mosaic of opportunities waiting to be seized.

 

We take a deep breath and step outside, into the great unknown, where winds of change whisper promises of a fresh start. Shedding the chains of conformity, we stand tall, ready to leap into the abyss of uncertainty, to embrace a life unscripted and unbound.

 

With closed eyes and a leap of faith, we jump into the unknown, knowing the road ahead won't be smooth sailing, but filled with challenges and triumphs, joys and freedom. We've chosen the path of authenticity, of self-discovery, of breaking free from our metaphorical box.

 

As we spread our wings and soar into the endless sky of possibilities, we realize we're finally living—not just existing, but truly living, in full color and unbridled freedom.

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Shirley Harrison

A heart without dreams is just a bird without wings. 

Sir this is amazing poetry relatable to me. As a woman, I may say that I do believe Men have the heavier baggage to carry even if some don't agree, I've seen it in every man I've ever known,  probably will never change even if the world is filled with feminism. I salute each and every one of you. We are all entitled to freedom that's for sure but today's world there's something terribly wrong, needs to be fixed. A wonderful piece of prose. 🌹

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John Prophet

Wow great write. Poetry is your ticket out of the box. 🗃️ 
John

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