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Chained

Chained to a life, that is filled with pain; To the chaos within, driving me insane Chained to an invisible prison, the only home I’ve known; Like a dog to a tree, forgotten and alone Chained to the shackles, that drag at my feet; And feeling as if my life will never be complete Chained and tormented by the commotion in my head; Praying daily to God to leave me for dead Chained to heartache and also blame; I cringe at the sound of my own name Chained to the one in the mirror, who only knows sorrow; To a life that has no desire to see tomorrow Chained and tortured, because I’m the unwanted one; Sobbing alone, because I was the daughter, not the son Chained to a rock, drowning in life’s undertow; Forbidden to have dreams and see them grow Chained and feeling I’m being buried alive, I'm ready to give up, lost all will to survive Chained and only allowed to stand outside, looking in; Dying from the heart that keeps caving in Chained and tormented by ridicule poured on me by humanity; Tied and drugged, because I lost control over my sanity Chained and forbidden to enjoy all of life’s wealth Chained..... Because I’m unforgiven by everyone, including myself

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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