In life
There are chains
That pull us down
Under the sea.
They drown us.
Drown our voices.
They drown our minds.
Our words,
Until we can't speak
At all.
They take us away.
Away from everything.
They teach us what
Hell really is.
I am in a chain.
The chain is loose
And I am ready to
Let go.
The chain is keeping me
Afloat on the water.
But if it breaks
And if I choose to let go
I will sink.
Into the bottomless
Ocean floor.
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You Are My Sky
PoetryPoetry story--You are my sky. The only sky. The sky stretches far and wide. You cover me up, make me feel at home. I am home. You are my sky.
