A Red Balloon Tied to an Anchor

Bound, Tied, held back

 Never reaching full flight

This heavy anchor attaches to me

Keeping me from ever being free

Holding me down like a stack of bricks

Un-tampered with

Tough, strong, permanent

But nothing is ever really permanent

…..Right?

Nothing last forever

Not even an entire house made out of the strongest of bricks

So when will this anchor unleash me?

When can I reach my full potential?

When can my beautiful bouquet of red illuminate the sky?

And influence people

 Giving them answers to why

And how

And when

Helping to inspire and letting them know that even with

This Giant bound Anchor holding me down

 I still have the hope to eventually fly

Eventually soar and let go of this excess baggage

I will someday be free

Rise higher than the tallest of trees

But this anchor

This bloody resistant anchor

Will never let me go on its own

Will never unleash me by its self

But with your help

With your care

And the simple untying of a knot

Or snip of a scissor

 You can finally free me

You can finally let me soar

 And I can finally say

That this anchor binds me no more

  ~Dana Chang