One outstayed welcome, your invite was short.
I turned to you, when in dark times I was caught.
I was trapped, had nowhere to go, so I let you in.
You convinced me of a battle, that I could not win.
You painted my past, present and my future black.
You crept in, stole my soul and now I want it back.
I was in troubled times, full of doubt and self hate.
But an even darker life for me, you helped to create.
Now I pray that you leave, in the time that remains.
But still you cling on, I'm still wrapped in your chains.

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Mike Bartram

Tue 31st Jan 2023 09:32

Thank you reading...I think 'chains' can relate to lots of things, drugs, drink any other addiction and of course people.

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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Sat 28th Jan 2023 12:09

Thank you Mike-that resonates with me.

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