Unbreakable Bind

Unbreakable Bind

I struggle each day just to open my eyes.
I shudder to think that I start a new day.
I think of the tourture, the pain, and the lies.
I say what I know but don't know what to say.

At first it was only myself I caused pain.
My friends did not see I was locked in a cell.
It was too hard to see like a sprinkle of rain
that I fought to break free from an intermost hell.

The change was apparent in everyday life,
but still there was no one who wanted to know.
I didn't think I could take much more strife.
I was longing to tell, only able to show.

Then out of the blue was a spark in the night.
Someone who cared and who wanted to hear.
In a world full of dark there was finally a light.
A beacon to lead me from sorrow and fear.

The meanings are lost in the games that we play.
I hope you can see that my feelings are real.
I treasure each minute, each hour, each day.
The words still won't come, but I know how I feel.

I don't understand why I think what I do.
I know I confuse you and play with your mind.
There's something about us that's vibrant and true.
An emotional force, and unbreakable bind.

--Daryl Molen


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