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Broken Shackles

Poetry By: KastOblivion

Its an old poem. Im a free verse person, so if you dont like free verse...then dont look :P I thinks its okay...but not great. Its more of a religious kinda thing. I dont know you decide...

Submitted:Aug 13, 2007    Reads: 354    Comments: 6    Likes: 1   

What is this feeling? Is it anger? Is it pain? Or is it fear?
It feels like darkness has shrouded over me
and there is no way out. I feel like I have lost hope of living.
These feelings have taken control.
These feelings have shackled me down and I am without a key.
When all is lost and seems hopeless,
I reach out hoping to be saved but there is no one there.
I am tortured until I cry myself to sleep.
I hear voices telling me to give up hope but I ignore them.
But when I give up, a light shines through
the darkness and sets me free from these shackles.
The shackles break into pieces and the weight
on my shoulder is lifted. My fear turns into love, my pain
turns into pleasure, and my anger turns
into happiness. The darkness turns into light and I rest in my creator's hands.


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