The Chains That Tie Me
By tanacrys
Hello,
Do you remember me?
My voice? My smile?
Do you think of me?
Of us? Our memories?
In every waking moment, you haunt me
I have had enough
Like a demon I exorcise you
You are not welcome in my head nor do I want you there
This you know but yet you still linger
Despite how many priests or baptisms
You stay
I am a poor soul trapped by the chain that is you
Imprisoned by my own mind
Fueled by my own thoughts
At a leisurely pace, my resentment towards you grows into confusion
Was this meant to happen
Is this burden I carry a blessing in disguise
Should I feel this way
I smile weakly and tell the priest I am healed
That I am rid of you
For it is not the action of others that will heal me
But those of myself
I wake up the next morning
Unchained, Untied, Unconfided
Liberated
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