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Lyn-Purcell Sep 2017
True hope doesn't make you feel
anxious or fearful. It doesn't
******* or bind you.
Hope is a burning flame, your light in the darkness...
Sarah Elaine Feb 2017
Shackled to my thoughts,
Glimpse of light flickers..
Brightly fading...
Grasping at its final moments.

Shackled to my emotions,
Repressed,
Pushed aside.
Not gone, nor forgotten.

Shackled to the everyday,
Desperate to break free,
Run, dance, sing, fly..
Dodging obstacles.

Shackled to society's normal,
Fighting each step,
Rebelling until the end,
Outside the lines.

Today I stand up... I scream and shout from the rooftops...

Shackled no more,
I will not be prisoner to me.
I will fight for me.
Blood, sweat and tears for me.
Nobody left to do it but me.
My promise to me.
Pauline Morris May 2016
Standing here with the world upon my shoulders
As I watch my dreams ignite and smolder
The greenest storm clouds are encroaching
The city's on fire, on the horizon I can see it smoking

All I can see is flames, around me the fire's rage
I'm shackled in chains, locked in a cage
By the rancid smell, I'd say my soul has rotten
For I'm all alone, I've been forgotten

The fire rages on

Slowly consuming all my dreams until they're gone
With the weight of the world making me sink
I'm afraid I'm already over the brink
Pauline Morris Apr 2016
What was I ment to be
Come closer and you'll see
Look deep into my eyes
That's where it hides
A beautiful soul shackled in chains
That's where it will remain
Pauline Morris Mar 2016
What was I ment to be
Come closer and you'll see
Look deep into my eyes
That's where it hides
A beautiful soul shackled in chains
That's where it will remain
Taya Aug 2015
Caged and shackled,
the darkness grows
a cold wind crept upon my toes
the small fire crackled
before the flame retreated
now, oh now,
I feel cheated

Unattended,
no food or drink
all I hear
is nothing but a clink
I feel my heart drop
like a stone
because I know
I'm all alone
RazanSidErani Dec 2014
I've seen scarier things,
Only seldom some have made sense.
The rest is rather amusing,
It'll leave you awake, thinking,
Chewing in on your insides for hours.
And the chorus keeps reminding you.
Singing the last night's lullaby.
"No there isn't any hope,
Your were born here and here will you die,
Clothed in your misery,
Shackled to the fetters of your mind."
I've seen scarier things in life,
But none scarier than that.
© RazanRinaldi
Ethan Titus Oct 2014
To whom do I write about life's blight?
Is it for you, happenstance that you've read?
It is for myself, trying to overcome my inner dread
On myself I have placed these chains, afraid to let myself sore
I can't take it, I'm done, these shackles must be no more
My heart pounds rapidly with anticipation
I'll stand up proud and announce myself before a nation
If death becomes me then I shall languish no more
Truly it is better than being Suffering's personal *****
I'll follow the path of Apollo and bring myself to the sun
The burns are as nothing, taking a chance to have some fun
Seek not to return me to a life bound by shackle and chain
No longer will I live a life entrenched in pain

— The End —