breaking free poem

The Hollow Drum

A quiet confrontation with the life you’ve settled for, and the moment you realize the choice was always yours.

The future you are walking toward right now. One step at a time, whether you feel ready or not.

The moment you realize you traded your life for titles, plaques and a paycheck; and what it feels like to walk away.

What it feels like to finally walk away from a place that never valued what you brought to it.

Not every cage is made of iron. Some are built from habit, fear, and the slow weight of other people’s expectations.

We spend years thinking the walls are closing in, only to discover we could have walked out at any moment.