Poets logo

Ol' Ball and Chain

A Poem

By Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)Published 4 years ago • 1 min read
Ol' Ball and Chain
Photo by Nadir sYzYgY on Unsplash

Some call it a prison sentence, some call it worse.

I call it marriage.

Marriage can be rewarding, nothing is perfection.

Indeed when you are a looking from the inside.

Like a window you can't have your own reflection.

Nothing is perfect, nothing is peaceful.

You can't have your own mind.

You can't speak ill of anyone.

You can't share your thoughts.

You can't call others out.

Nothing is perfect, but others call marriage a prison.

I can't see it.

He doesn't like questions, he doesn't like when I don't follow his rules.

He doesn't like when I speak ill of someone else.

How can I say this my ball and chain becomes tighter and tighter.

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)

Author, blogger, and in 7 months I will be a mom.

Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.

Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed.

Subscribe For Free

Reader insights

Comments

There are no comments for this story

Be the first to respond and start the conversation.

Sign in to comment
    Written by Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)