Not Afraid

I am not afraid,

Not afraid of the past nor the future.

For I have surpassed them both

And am living in the realm of the present.

I am not afraid,

Not afraid of sorrow nor depression,

For I have killed them both.

In the battle with sadness,

I am not afraid of my mind;

I have lashed my thoughts once and for all.

To my eyes, I have taught a secret:

To look at this alluring garden

As if not seeing, like a blind.

I have trained my limited logic

To cease satisfying with dissatisfactions of this land. 

I have become ready to escape

Not afraid of being capture

For I will fly with my soul.

I am not afraid,

Not afraid of dying

For I begin to live

And cease breathing only air.

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