Chains Poem by E.M McCarry

Breath of fresh air
try to lift my heavy heart
it ain't working.
Wanting to let go, be free
but I can't figure it out,
how to cut the bonds
nor have the bravery to do it.

Please,
take this weight off my shoulders.
I'm too young to be chained by despair and anger.

I am to weak to stand alone,
or to stand with others.

I'm caught between a rock and a hard place,
struggling to breath.

I'm sinking under the surface,
battling to stay afloat.
For I am one alone.

I may find someone out there
who can break my shell
and free me from my chains.

I stand on a high mountain,
my arms trembling,
my knees weak
a rock perched in my hands
threatening to crush me
and I abide
I wait
hoping someone will come
before it comes crashing down on me.