#chained
Even if you opened the cage
I would refuse freedom
Even with no shackles or chains
My heart has been captured by you
The happiest prisoner ever
7d ago
May 27, 2026 at 11:15 AM UTC
teeth flash white, jaw snaps
carnivorous, ravenous
emaciated
beastly, starving thing
terrible in it's fury
confined no longer
violence, a staple
peace is a foreign concept,
home is where hearts stop
primordial urge
adrenal hunger, straining
Against iron chains.
calloused, chafed raw
visceral instincts woken
from a brumal sleep
May 19
May 19, 2026 at 10:20 AM UTC
Free me from the chains that bind
The heart-shaped locks rusted with time
Still pulsing faintly to a long-dead beat
Crying out words yet incomplete
Older than the destructive time of man
Screaming to the heavens above the land
Laughing like a madman mindlessly
Invisibly sobbing; "Why don't they see?"
Quieter than those who are six feet under
Louder than a storm embracing thunder
Love crumbles and cracks the walls of the soul
The heart-shaped locks chaining me in their hold
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 7:31 PM UTC
In frigid shadows of a broken vow,
My heart, a prisoner, in silence cries.
Forced to yield, unseen chains bind me now,
Where love's cold absence breeds a storm that sighs.
She walks unburdened, draped in self-made light,
A queen unstained by tears my spirit weeps.
My yearnings mocked, a one-sided plight,
Betrayal's embers where true passion sleeps.
A barren wasteland, where our dreams lay slain,
Hope's fragile bud choked by a loveless rain.
My silent screams unheard, a whispered pain,
Lost in the darkness, love's deceptive chain.
Isolation's grip, a serpent's cold embrace,
Tightens around me, fueled by her cold grace.
I reach out, grasping for a fleeting trace,
Of the love we once shared, now displaced.
Invisible chains bind me to the past,
Memories haunt me, can't escape at last.
Like a ghost, I wander lost, outcast,
Trapped in a love that couldn't ever last.
Each link in the chain is a bitter regret,
Moments lost forever, I can't forget.
I'm shackled to a love I can't reset,
Tangled in a web of love and debt.
The weight of the chains bears down on my soul,
A heavy burden I can't control.
I long to break free, to finally be whole,
But the chains hold tight, taking their toll.
Unseen chains, invisible but strong,
Bind me to a love that's gone so wrong.
I'm trapped in a cycle, where I don't belong,
A prisoner of love's haunting song.
I search for a key to unlock the chains,
To free myself from these loveless pains.
But the chains remain, a reminder of stains,
Of a love lost in sorrowful refrains.
I long for freedom, for release from this plight,
To soar like a bird in the clear, free light.
To break these chains that bind me so tight,
And finally find peace in the still of night.
But until that day comes, I'll endure the pain,
Of living with these unseen chains.
Bound to a love that's left me drained,
Haunted by memories that still remain.
Unseen chains, a burden unseen,
A weight that crushes all my dreams.
But I'll keep on fighting, despite how it seems,
For one day, I'll break free from these loveless schemes.
Jan 25, 2025
Jan 25, 2025 at 4:59 PM UTC
A constant reminder Of life sustained.
Remain within oneself.
Let go of pleasure.
Live a life chained.
Live the insurmountable,
Your only claim to fame.
Jan 22, 2025
Jan 22, 2025 at 5:34 AM UTC
My brain feels like a tunnel with no light.
No signal.
And here I am,
driving until I see the light.
My foot on the accelerator,
but my car doesn't get any faster.
It feels like it's being held back by an anchor.
I try to keep the speed.
I don't want to slow down.
I'm here to come out of this tunnel
without any light.
Without any signal,
but my car feels chained.
Or am I the one confusing the accelerator
with the brakes?
Dec 15, 2024
Dec 15, 2024 at 3:17 AM UTC
Being in time,
to be judged
for being well and good,
or good for nothing, after all's
been said and done, and the books
been balanced, so be lived,
on the edge of realization, in mere
if on occasions, mere
instant of mere
what if.
Yah, the happy ifery everwas, once,
told, told to all the children, in the world,
by the likes of traveling salvation shows,
everybody knows, everybody don't
-0- reality starts at one, not zero
don't tell me your scripture told you true,
no, don't come to my wedom, and pretend
to know enough to say you know what I mean,
general I, any mind's I, is the I a' habit, ritual
morning washings and mind windings, set,
ready to say what the preacher man say,
say that, Yeah, like, yah, he know, word.
Manifest festive tests of mere concentrated
will to make a perfect Dirac one, from a perfect
Schrödinger one, and call it just what I said.
The point of everything that pierces anything
any wall. Any sign says This is it, no where to go
from where you …. went,
on second thoughts
Plancksecs in duration, sub instant, so fast
the point is pastless. Forget it. This is it.
Feb 22, 2024
Feb 22, 2024 at 7:44 PM UTC
It’s astrology.
Read the stars
in my eyes
Hand me the key
And I’ll chain my own wrists
Slipping in and out
Of our own lives
Like shadows.
I can’t breathe underwater.
In the darkness
I reflect the sky
In the midst of this war
I’m sacrificial
It’s written on my face
And the palms of my hands
My fortune
The belief I will save you
My eyes are tired
But you can see me
Dreaming your dreams,
Drifting in the undertow.
Everything has changed.
I’ll drown under these grey skies
A kiss of life
Under the weight of the world
May 29, 2020
May 29, 2020 at 5:28 PM UTC
What is loved,
now is cumbersome to engage.
Some sort of lethargy resists my path.
Reaching a state of catharsis is draining now.
Not emotionally but physically.
Stuck in this house, with no way out.
Quarantined from a virus.
But I’ve come down with one that leaches my creativity.
Writing this poem is hard. It feels plastic.
Even though I’m writing clear what’s so elastic.
It stretches around me so true,
But when I speak it, it lies and makes me blue.
I need freedom to return to my soul.
And an inoculate to cleanse it of this toll.
These two ailments leave me,
Chained and restrained.
Mar 23, 2020
Mar 23, 2020 at 3:52 PM UTC
Shackled, and chained.
Yet,
I’ve never felt so free.
You’ve awakened this primal instinct in me.
Burned, and bruised.
Tormented, and used.
I'm yours to abuse.
I kneel,
At your feet,
Waiting for command.
Waiting for the slightest gesture granted from your hand.
I look down.
My hands in lap.
l am at your will,
Waiting for your finger’s snap.
With hair pulled back--
Gathered in your hands.
And cheeks warm--
Caressed by your voice.
Lips are wet--
Touched by yours.
Cleaning, and cooking.
Almost every day.
Folding, and preparing.
Doing whatever you say.
I'm yours;
I'm branded with your name.
I'm bonded to you,
No matter what,
And I stand unashamed.
Dec 5, 2019
Dec 5, 2019 at 11:44 AM UTC
Why do I even stay
When all you bring is pain
may be because you don't cast me away
but love me even when it's inhumane
You always keep my feelings at bay
it's something I can never explain
you never let me stray
even when you're a demon I try to contain
Nov 24, 2019
Nov 24, 2019 at 12:40 PM UTC
make your grave
the lap on my thighs...
your open casket coffin
calls for the nip of your
soft rotting flesh
on its skin
if i have to hold you
while fleeting, decaying
losing yourself alive...
i'd rather be mother death
forever still watching over you.
Jul 19, 2019
Jul 19, 2019 at 10:20 AM UTC
Chained and shackled to the bottle
Disorderly conduct,
a DUI,
domestic violence report.
My guilt is shown in I front of the court.
Wanting to stop
Dreams are a flop.
Behind lock and key.
My new baby sister, I’m unable to see.
May 7, 2019
May 7, 2019 at 8:48 AM UTC
I’ve strained from my path
A long time ago,
If only I could break free
From this filthy world.
My soul is searching
For a glimpse of light,
In this dark night
If only stars would shine bright.
I wish to sail far away
To a peaceful place,
Where my mind won’t rage,
I’m sick of being in this cage.
I’m tired of plastered smiles,
And white lies,
I’m tired of fake love,
And dark skies.
Of expectations,
And regrets,
Of weeping,
And sweats.
I just want to fly free,
With no worries,
Finally leaving behind,
All of my furies.
Mar 3, 2019
Mar 3, 2019 at 3:23 AM UTC
If you love something
You should set it free
Not keep it chained
Where it doesn't want to be
Because if that love is true
And meant to be
It will return to you
Eventually
Feb 27, 2019
Feb 27, 2019 at 12:00 AM UTC
I don’t speak for everyone,
I can only speak for me.
I don’t want a silly toy to
Make me feel weak at the knee.
I don’t want a handsome savior,
Riding in on a white horse
Just so years later I end up
Sad, fat and divorced.
I want to be myself,
Open and free.
No one on this earth
Who should chain me.
Not outside of privacy of my bedroom.
Can you blame me?
Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 12:24 PM UTC
seep through the cracks
launch an attack
so relentless
don't fall back
tie me in knots
poison my thoughts
insidious wares
readily bought
twisted like twine
soon out of time
heart beats too fast,
forgot my lines
the words that i bleed
slowly made free
while my soul is chained
i'm no longer me.
Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 2:34 PM UTC
I feel chained to the couch
Mourning something bigger than me
And once I turned off the background noise of the tv
I felt my lungs collapse with it
never have i felt so hollow
and swarmed with silence
until this moment.
Sep 1, 2018
Sep 1, 2018 at 11:24 PM UTC
Dear Heart, I can hear your silence, I feel it screaming,
without any defense, poisoned by wounds and smoke,
dressed up only with pain and numbness, as a stroke,
without an umbrella, in the summer rain weeping.
You are chained into the rough cage of fear,
on your shoulders, I can feel the pressure,
after all this time, the betrayal still hurts, it's still so clear,
in your boutique are not just delights and pleasure.
There are also fiery words, thrown into the wind,
causing a devastating drought in the soul, begging
the malicious smiles that spread ruthlessly thinned
flames on their nostrils, like a bleeding dragon.
Promise yourself that the drought will not dry your will
to feel once more the sweet scent of love given by a golden fish,
with your heart in your palm you will light endlessly, as you wish,
without the eternal dilemma. That is my only thrill!
Aug 25, 2018
Aug 25, 2018 at 4:39 PM UTC
My heart yearns for a thousand butterflies to be released from this cage that was meant for
A single demure bird
It's chained to the bottom of a twisted, lonely, teneberous abyss
As it is trapped inside
A single crooked verse
When it should be soaring high above singing songs of a thousand lovers love, instead here it sits
A single broken part
Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 11:35 PM UTC