I feel like I am bound by
Chains
Striving to break
Free.
My heart has nearly stopped
Beating
And in my last waking
Moments
I am still
Bound.
No one did this to
Me.
It was all my
Fault.
I put up the
Wall.
I'm the one who turned the
Key
And threw it
Away.
I did this to
Myself.
And now I
See
what I shouldn't have
Done.
My hands are
Bound.
And I cannot
Move.
The tears slide my
Cheeks.
I have brought this upon
Myself.
And now I
Regret.
Regret.
Regret is one of the hardest feelings to carry around. :'(
ReplyDeletexoxo Morning
I agree.
DeleteThis poem is beautiful. Just the rhythm and analogies and imagery. Incredible.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Jo! You have no idea how much those few and simple words mean to me.
DeleteYou have so much talent, Aliah. <3
ReplyDeleteThank you tons Jordy. :)
DeleteThis is so beautiful. And so relatable.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Tane! Your words mean a lot. :)
DeleteAliah, you should write every single day and share! Loved it!
ReplyDeleteThank you. :)
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