a chained soul
trying to get out
past triggering
nothing to dodarkness befalls
blurred future
doubting if i'll survive
the mental tortureno key has ever found
to finally set me free
hoping one day
she'll find meafraid i'd get stuck
of doubts and lies
these petty fights we had
no longer i felt loveinhumane gestures
i thought was still normal
until i met someone
who had the same fate as ianother chained soul
trapped in a cell
full of laughter with tears
imperfectly perfect, stillmentally abused
of people she loved
but she still looked glowing
despite of it allhow her eyes twinkle
whenever she'd make me laugh
to ease the tension
in this shared dimensionit felt right saying my darkest secrets
it felt right hugging her here
it felt right i welcomed her to me
it felt right as if i am freeconfused if we felt the same
confused if i should let go the other
oh, how i wish this is easy
especially this feelinga man in a cage
seeking of pure happiness
so simple,
yet so hard to grabsighing as i fight these demons
already torturing myself
but despite of it all
i have her in this hellholea few months later
this new girl has set me free
all this time keeping the key
of pure joy and sanityslowly my wounds have healed
broken promises stitched
escaped in the lonely abyss
with no other choicesi might be fighting demons
but i guess i'm not the only one
someone finally sees
who and what i am being free

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Coffee Memories: Sweetened Black
PoetryEverybody's cuppa but only one is his sweetened black.