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Breaking Chains
My feelings get the better of me
It’s getting to the point where
My heart is now the driver and
My brain has become the passenger.
My actions should speak louder than words
Lately my words are doing more damage.
Cause I ended up insulting your very being
My brain knew what I had to do, not my heart
I couldn’t talk about my feelings so I wrote em
I wrote them as knives so I can pierce you
I made those poems to hurt you than help me
I was so frustrated the devil caught my pen
I’ve lost the one I considered a brother
It’s a burned bridge I can’t build back
But I’m starting to accept that
I can’t go back, only forward on solid ground.
Never meant to hurt you with my actions
Tried to save you from malice that got me.
Instead of shooting at the source
I ended shooting through your chest.
I took the withering life of our friendship
Ended it prematurely, but it was coming.
I got hands bloodied but I’ll clean it
With tears of my own sorrow.
Chains snap when it’s too stressed out
Our wasn’t strong enough to connect us.
So I’ll take my chain and temper it
To make stronger connections with others.
Copyright ©
Jeffrey Louissaint
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