Bonded
a stream of thoughts disconnected
I collected some twist ties and shackled my sanity
tied my feelings into knots
I’ve unnailed my soul from a long-rusted past.
and unglued my self-worth from the lies.
I’ve swept and gathered
the broken pieces of my being,
haphazardly joined them with duct-tape and tears.
I’ve ripped the bandage from my still bleeding heart,
soldered the leaks and plastered the cracks,
believing the scars would empower me.
Yet, in this moment of fracture
and this journey of connection,
even with a world full of tools at hand,
I still can’t seem to find the key
to loose the chains that keep me bonded
to the demons in my mind.
About the Creator
Cathy holmes
Canadian family girl with a recently discovered love for writing. Other loves include animals and sports.
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