Bonded
a stream of thoughts disconnected
I collected some twist ties and shackled my sanity
tied my feelings into knots
I’ve unnailed my soul from a long-rusted past.
and unglued my self-worth from the lies.
I’ve swept and gathered
the broken pieces of my being,
haphazardly joined them with duct-tape and tears.
I’ve ripped the bandage from my still bleeding heart,
soldered the leaks and plastered the cracks,
believing the scars would empower me.
Yet, in this moment of fracture
and this journey of connection,
even with a world full of tools at hand,
I still can’t seem to find the key
to loose the chains that keep me bonded
to the demons in my mind.
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Cathy holmes
Canadian family girl with a recently discovered love for writing. Other loves include animals and sports.
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Comments (25)
Omg this is so good!!💗
An oof on every line with this one! Right in the relatables!
This exactly captures and describes how and where am I at the moment.
Love the use of words and feeling.
Love the way you wove in so many tools for binding and separating. Gave such impact to the closing lines
Oh, those demons! I know them well. Outstanding work, my friend ❤️
Relatable and painfully so!! Love the feel of this melancholic piece Cathy!!
Those demons. Bastards!! Have you seen The exorcist? Didn't use a key in that. 😅 Seriously... extremely good metaphor throughout this and clearly the poetry of a very clever mind! Well done!!!
I've learned to embrace mine. ;) Beautifully written!
Then you're going to have to take them with you and act like they're not there.
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Many of us never will, but perhaps recognising the struggle is enough to loosen them? Excellent prose <3
Another excellent poem and probably another Top Story
Those damn demons!! Too easy to identify with, but so well written :)
Well-wrought! Another option is to tie them up instead, and eat delectable sweets in front of them as if they were not even there... "Mmmm, this donut is sooo good. Too bad there aren't any demons here. They'd likely enjoy this!" You get the idea...
You are saying what most of us feel Only you say it in a beautiful way
This was so poignantly beautiful! Loved it soooo much!
This is such a beautiful, sad, and relatable poem. I especially enjoyed those final three lines, “I still can’t seem to find the key / to loose the chains that keep me bonded / to the demons in my mind.” Those lines really spoke to me and took the poem to the next level. Great job.
This is an amazing poem that breaks my heart as I read it, Cathy. The hardest thing in the world is being tender to ourselves when we are broken rather turning ourselves to stone in defiance of those who have repeatedly injured us. The best revenge is a life well-lived.
I’m clueless about Stream of Consciousness poetry, but I really like this… especially: “I’ve swept and gathered the broken pieces of my being, haphazardly joined them with duct-tape and tears I’ve ripped the bandage from my still bleeding heart, soldered the leaks and plastered the cracks,”💙
Cathy. You’re such a talented writer. This was so good. I literally got shivers.
😮 Wow, Cathy! This is next-level good. Bravo!
THIS IS ONE OF THE BEST THINGS I'VE EVER READ! I was going to copy the first two lines to say how mindblowingly incredible they were but then the entire poem was that inexplicably amazing! Words can't described how much I admire this poem!
Raw and powerful!!! Fantastic my friend!!!❤️❤️💕
Wow, purely, outstanding. Thankyou.