Breaking free

I had a very big fee

When you’re tied down, you can’t really live carefree

The sun sets and I sip my green tea

I close my eyes and I breathe

I inhale and I meditate

It’s the only way I can think straight

I’m carrying unnecessary weight

My mind has been in better states

This feels different, I’m not fond of the taste

If I don’t center myself, the demons grow at alarming rates

My energy I must consistently update and translate

The bad energy is trapped, checkmate

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