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Melting Chains

Poetry By: OxannaRose

My feelings after having to go through a torturous lecture..

Submitted:Oct 30, 2012    Reads: 12    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I can't stand this torture.

My blood boils with anger.

How I wish to lash out at your ignorance

But my conscience weighs heavy.

So I keep my mouth shut.


But my pen moves rapidly along this page

For it shall be the only one to know

The depths of my thoughts

And the contempt embeded deep within my heart.

They say that you can even learn from the ignorant

But why do I have such fate

To be bound to this man?



Dwindling desire

Questionable ambitions.

It frustrates me to no end.

For I once had such high expectations

And as I look back, I chuckle bitterly

At the memory of my once hopeful face.

But now,

As I look at myself in the mirror

I see a face contorted by failure.

What a twisted test this is.

What a sense of humor lies within fate.

It makes me sick.

It makes my stomach turn.

It makes me viens throb.

It makes my darkness come forth.

I don't want to be here.

I cannot stand his prescene any longer!

I must

No I shall rid myself of his imprisonment


But for this day I will get by

By dreaming of the tress swaying in the cool autumn breeze

And by the birds,

Who sing their songs of freedom as they fly through the cloudless sky.

And by the butterfly who floats from petal to beautiful petal

Of the flowers that spread across the open fields.

For it is only in the presence of nature that I am truely at peace.

It is only when I lay in the pasture facing heaven

And the beams of sunlight shine upon my angry face

That a smile retuns and my heart is purified.

And the chains that bind me to that place melt away.


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