3.5.15


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.



11 comments:

  1. Regret is one of the hardest feelings to carry around. :'(

    xoxo Morning

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  2. This poem is beautiful. Just the rhythm and analogies and imagery. Incredible.

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    1. Thank you so much Jo! You have no idea how much those few and simple words mean to me.

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  3. You have so much talent, Aliah. <3

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  4. This is so beautiful. And so relatable.

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    1. Thank you so much Tane! Your words mean a lot. :)

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  5. Aliah, you should write every single day and share! Loved it!

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