I have these bars in my head, and I look out at the world through them.
They tell me that I can never join you, that I am less than.
They came a long time ago, and most of the time I don’t know they are there.
I am so used to looking out, at you, through them.
They are made out of thoughts that I have accumulated through the years.

Statements like, ” you are not going to be anything if you don’t quit reading, you made a mistake, you can do better ”
I added my own to those, and pretty soon the bars were there for good, it seemed.

The cell got smaller and smaller till pretty soon I was haemorrhaging life through the space between those thoughts/bars.

I took what little life I had left, and screamed that I needed help.
You came and showed me the bars. you said look through the bars. They are not really there. They are but an apparition.

Your cage is but a construct, made out of bars that you have been hanging onto for most of you life. It is time to let go of the bars.

Come out and reach for us, We will help you stand. We know the light is bright and there is only us to hold onto, but in time you will see that is more than you could ever need.

Soon you will reach back and support another who is trying to leave his cell behind.