Contraptions Of A Life Forgotten Poem by Cameron Brooks

Contraptions Of A Life Forgotten



These chains of my past use to bound me

To a world which I no longer exist.

This seemingly interminable torture.

Restrained my ankles and wrists.

Fighting off the memories of a life in servitude

At one time considered my own.

I break this contraption of agony

To once again obtain my throne.

To be myself

And myself be loved.

Now I take action

From knees I rise

To break free from these chains

And sever the ties.

Of a past soon forgotten

And a future revealed.

These chains now busted

And these locks unsealed

To lose this bond and take control

would be a melisma of sorts

a thrill to my soul.

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Cameron Brooks

Cameron Brooks

Clinton, MO
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