You chained me down,
Kept me bound,
You played me like a tool.
Messed with my mind,
My heart confined,
You used me like a tool.
You cut me deep,
Watched me bleed,
With all your filthy lies.
Laughed at my pain,
Played your little games,
Not a spec of concern in your eyes.
But I figured you out,
Know what you’re about,
Now I’m standing up to fight.
Im no longer bound,
I love that sound,
Freedom is now in my sight.
Hope you enjoyed while it last,
Cause now it’s all in my past,
For my future is now in my grasp.
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Author:
PoeticBiscuit (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This you can read in two ways. One being an controlling relationship. The other being me talking to the “darkness” that once held me dear.
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Comments7
That's it mate, cast her out of your system.
The bonds are cast away and your life of freedom and wonder now lay before you.
A fine write again PB.
Sometimes, just sometimes maybe .. gone is for the best....
Nicely poemed and pretty on the page..... Neville
Yes, yes and triple yes
Felt ever word burst from my chest!
Always a pleasure to read
Awesome write, biscuit! This one truly felt! Glad she/it is gone forever....
Nothing like freedom from the tyranny of fake love. Well written.
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