Bounded by my own chains of hatred and anger
Surrounded by the harsh memories colliding
What is the purpose of this?
After all, everyday is just fighting
I'm blinded by my own reality
Yet.. my eyes see the truth
I try to convince myself these memories were all fake
But.. there is nothing left to do
Why? Why?
These chains are like deadly poisons
Coming around like a virus trying to take control
Not just any part of me... but me as a whole
I'm bound by chains in the darkness
It gets further everyday
The weather outside goes from beautiful sunshine to hatred tears of rain
I feel as if I'm bound to a chain..
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Memorable Writings
Poetry•Memorable writings is a collection of my writing and poetry •In simpler terms- thoughts and feelings DISCLAIMER: (1) Contains topics of detailed and dark writing. Do not read if you have any uneasy feelings about this.
