A heart In chains


Oh baby you said you would never hurt me

Yet all what I see is the scars reflected on my soul

And when you walk away I feel the weight of guilt

On top of my chest

Yet when you are back it is like a dark chest

Opened, only to find misery and pain

So if I scream to break free

If I say I don’t need you will you let me be?

But when you are gone, I am unwhole

And when your skin is over mine, the hate builds, from within

So tell me, how come you throw me into puddles of emotion

It is like a never ending series of mutilation and rejuvenation

You walk away at night only to bring me to my knees

Yet when you speak the pain is unable to seize

For in the middle of the dark nights I wonder

Do I fight to break free, or do I surrender

But my brain screams, enough with the misery

But my heart yanks the chain towards the pain willingly

Nay! Only pain results from such

Yet indeed I felt stuff that meant so much

But you made the night darker than black

Yet my scars outweigh the emotion, looking back

Baby, if you can’t love me without hurting me

Then I swear by God and the pearly gates I will break free

And if you think the past will shackle me then you are wrong

For I was born to pave my own path, to breathe strong

So if your touch can’t do anything but burn

I am ready to walk away, for it is my turn

No remorse

No redemption

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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS

Makes sense. Why choose to hurt? One's chains are one's own personal choice. There's no way to make another suit oneself. It's up to oneself to see how it IS and choose one's own fitting responses.

There are pangs of anguish involved in releasing those hurtful experiences, of course, but there can be no realistic 'loss' where there is/was no real mutual relationship. The sooner it's identified as non-existent, the sooner one can get on with that which does exist and is available.

Of course, your poem may be expressing other times and experiences of your own, and even may be your observations of others' experiences, each of which has merit.

I simply wish you a bright, fully alive, fulfilling and participatory life in each and all of your NOWs.

:-)


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Nikkij504gurl 4 years ago from Louisiana

amazing words Uriel!


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cleaner3 4 years ago from Pueblo, Colorado

Great Poetry, Well written.


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meow48 4 years ago from usa

you have done it again.... i hope you will publish all your poems into a book one day, you show such great depth for someone so young, take care, your friend, meow48


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Freya Cesare 4 years ago from Borneo Island, Indonesia

Yes, break free, sweety! Like butterfly going out of her cocoon and face the world with pride! Hehehe...

Needless to say. You know I always admiring your work. Big hug!

Love you.

Freya

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