Chains

This is a poem I wrote last year about a month after my dad died.

Chains

I feel so damn alone.

I try to break the chains of my past.

But they keep me held fast.

I need to break these chains.

They are damaging my soul.

Scaring and burning me whole.

I need to break them.

Am I strong?

I can’t keep it up for long

I have to break them.

I will not be a prisoner any more.

Even though I fear it will be a chore

I will be free.

From hurt and pain

And there’s something I’ll gain

And with Rich at my side,

I will be strong too

And prove my love for him when I say I do

Stephanie Eckhardt

October 25th 2008