Unshackled

unshackle

I noticed today that the shackles are gone.
Not just loosened.
Not just off of one hand or ankle,
But gone.

Not locked into to a past that didn’t work.
Not locked into to a dream that never would be.
Not trying to run with one foot tied to an iron ring
Set into cement.
Immobile.

Free….

Not held back the pain.
Not held back by the love I didn’t receive,
Nor, more importantly,
The love I didn’t extend.

It’s all there, still.
All the love that was in my heart
Is still in my heart.
But it’s grown, it’s matured.
It sees what’s real.

All the pain I had
Is now part of my story.
No longer painful,
Unless I press it hard.

Even pressed, it’s just a twinge now.
It doesn’t rip me open.
It’s just enough to remind me
Not to go back there.
It’s on it’s way
To not hurting at all.

Will this last?
Only time can tell.
I’ve been close to here before.
Each time, a little higher
A little deeper.
If it doesn’t last,
I’ll be back.

12 responses to “Unshackled

  1. Im still attached to the chain…because hes still here.
    I think I am mortally wounded…and I think I cannot love ever again….not sure I want to…
    I’m glad you are doing much better! 🙂

      • I dont know….I think I just want to be by myself now.
        So I don’t have to answer to anyone but myself.
        And do things I have wanted to do.
        🙂

        • I’ve been by myself a long time. It’s nice too. You can still rise strong and choose to be alone. It’s just a matter of getting up off the floor when somebody kicks you down. It’s the getting up that can be hard

          • My problem is mostly the money thing…having any..to actually go somewhere I would like. He’s a tightwad, until it comes to his toys.
            So, there’s not much love lost I guess.
            He stays glued to his computers, tv and ham radio.
            And I get to talk to the dogs. Maybe a movie if he isn’t watching that too at the same time.
            Oh well…someday I hope. 🙂

      • I guess i’ve been hurt too many times. Maybe 3 or 4, but I learn quicker…and thats too many for me.
        I do miss a real family though.

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