Release Me

Your gifts cry out
and scream "Release Me..
I want to be shared,
I want to be free,
not left in this prison
of fear within thee."


Your dreams, they lie dormant
won't glimpse the daylight
won't breathe fresh air
won't rest until night


Tucked in and settled
for less than you are
Not striving, just doubtful
Not living by far

Your gifts cry out
and scream "Release Me..
I want to be free,
not left in this prison
of fear within thee."

Release Me and Live
Share Me and Give
Celebrate and Thrive
Release Me....
© 2014 Brenda Gale