Unbound Hands Poem by Holly Jamestone

Haunting, evil on my back
Leave me be from your attack
Tainted keyhole filled with hate
Thoughts of death hard to abate
Glaring, daring, I will flee
Any thoughts you plant in me
Poison doth your venom creep
Strangled heart and memories weep
Ugly, taunting, black despair
At my keyhole don’t you dare
I denounce your cruel attack
Unbound hands upon trains’ track
Devil tries to beckon me
At his whim I shall not be
I choose life o’er suicide
Leave me be now, Mr. Hyde
You’re a coward in the cold
Stench, repulsion, dust and mold
Cloaked in darkness you I loathe
Common sense you can’t unclothe
I denounce your cruel attack
Unbound hands upon trains’ track