For The Love Of Poetry!

These Beloved Chains

》Sorry that I haven't been updating this lately. I've been worried about other books, and didn't really have any poems to write. But something has happened to my hand, I think I may have broken my finger.
A beloved friend's birthday is today, and his present requires active fingers, so this poem is kind of like a back-up present. Hope he and you guys like it~《

If it wasn't for these chains, I'd be free.
Free from sorrow, worry, and pain.
I'd be as free as I wished to be.
But without them, I'd also have nothing to gain.

They may weigh me down and make me weak,
But they also test my mentality, my strength.
They've shown us both that I've reached my peak.
But they keep me low as they increase in length.

These chains are stained with my blood and tears.
Making them part of me and my life.
I've planned to drag them behind me for years.
Until comes the day I can shake them off and be a perfect wife.

But for now, I must bear them until then.
It isn't that I have to - it's that I want to.
They remind me to steer from other men
So that I can focus on what I have to do.

I know, I know; you've heard this so many times before.
And quite frankly, you're tired of it!
But it's the only thing I can say to keep you from walking out that door.
And to make me feel better about myself, even just a bit.

These beloved chains, they wrap around my frame.
Make me cold or warm, depending on the situation of this game.
They convince me that life will never be the same.
And under their power, I am held tame.

Bondage of these chains, but I almost seem to love the fact.
For I know my reward in the end, and gladly give way.
Love is the only substance of which I am compact
And being held together by it is how i get through my day.

Stress, worry, depression, pain, throw it all out.
These chains will bear the weight for me.
Love takes it all in no matter what and I carry it about.
Maybe love has made me blind, but it would hurt more to see.

Dreading to work, but looking forward to it as well.
The stress of going through it, but the sweet reward at the end...
It's enough to drive me crazy, make me willing to go through Hell
And however forward you look, you'll see me making our future bend.

Discourage me, tell me it's wrong, try to steer me other ways.
I won't listen. I'm deaf and stubborn because of these chains.
I'm not gonna sit around and let two year's worth decay.
You got me wrong if, for you, you think I won't take the pain.

Maybe my actions will have consequences, but I couldn't care less.
I'm too blind, too deaf, too desperate, too stubborn to think right
All I care about is to give my all and my best
For with each difficult step, I clench these chains tight.

These beloved chains, they keep me in my place and restrict what I say.
They make me turn my eyes to heaven, and pleadingly pray.
They torture me, break me, a mandatory routine every day.
But honestly... I wouldn't want to have it any other way.~

》Happy 18th birthday.~《