It doesn't hurt anymore; I’m no longer in agony as I try to stretch.
It’s not too heavy, I can stand up, and I have my breath.
It's not locked in to my veins, nor wrapped around my
spine, the burden I use to carry wasn't mine.
My soul was saved; it broke free from the chains,
the shackles are no longer embedded, and no more excruciating pain.
As I moved around, the burden untightened; it allowed me room for fighting.
I prayed to be set free. I celebrated for being emptied.
My brain and my shoulders; have grown strong,
they are my soldiers who do me no wrong.
I don't drag around bags full of issues, they have become dirt under my shoes.
No added pressure; no sinking like sand, and no worries about life's demands.
I’ve finally been lifted from the mud. The air is crisper and clear; no more silent tears.
Freedom now chases me; hoping to gain total control of my
senses and laughter; it catches me and lifts me up to do better.
Released from the prison of; crises, stress, pain, sickness, and shame; I am a warrior free to rain.
I've relocated from the land of burden. I don't scream “Why, why, why.” I only smile, stand, walk, live and pray. There’s a solution to being burden free; pray and ask God to be released.