Chains Of The Heart Poem by Vanessa Dizon Alvarez

A thief once came with silent tread,
And left me cold, alone, misled.
I held the grudge, I fed the flame,
And wore my wrath like cloak and name.

They lied, they stole, they broke my trust,
I swore my soul would turn to dust.
But anger's grip, though fierce and tight,
Could never bring me back what's right.

No curse can mend what's torn apart,
No hate can heal a shattered heart.
Each day I clung to pain and pride,
A ghost within, I lived and died.

Forgiveness came not dressed in gold,
But whispered truths the silence told:
"Release the chains, unbind the soul,
And let your broken spirit whole."

So now I walk through dusk and rain,
No longer bound by bitter chain.
The past may haunt, but I am free—
Its shadow no longer owns me.