Goldfish In A Bowl

indexSometimes I am a shark.
Swimming in a vast ocean.  Preying!
Destroying! Devouring!
With my razor teeth, I prowl
fearlessly.  Feared.
My ocean is my mind.  Without
boundaries.  I can be who or what
I want to be.  The bottomless sea
is the limit.
But sometimes I forget
The power of my mind.
And that’s when I become
instead of a shark, a goldfish.
Confined in a fishbowl.

By The Author.  May 31. 2013

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