Bondage

Bondage

The vines and thorns of a dark past

Persist their hold on her fighting heart

Mermaids sing to lure her away

From a blissful future back to an obscure cave

Grazing the bruises that are yet to heal

Blinding the sight for her not to see

Shredding the gown that covered the soul

Revealing the luscious skin she never noticed before

Undressing the essence that was dying to live

Adoring her innermost self with flowers not thorns

Reborn to be wild and defend her throne

She burned the anguishing bondage

It is no more.

Reviews

[teengurl]

we are so often held back by our past. it isn't as is if past isn't important, its just that the past is gone...we can't change it we can only learn from it...but we just let it hold us back without learning anything.
beautiful poem..:)

[Ambra Celeste]

Once we leave it behind we are finally free from stuck emotions. Thanks for leaving your comment.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

sometimes we are just so tied to our past that we cannot move forward to a future of joy...we hold ourselves back and only we can burn that anguishing bondage...

powerful piece of writing here.

[Ambra Celeste]

Thanks Jacob, letting go at the past is the key to move forward.