Sunlight streams in signaling the beginning of a new day.
Every day is the same
You are everything to me and I bound myself to you
I made the links myself, locked the locks, and threw away the key
I wanted freedom, but chose chains
Naively bound by doing what is “right”
My heart screams, “This was not supposed to be your life”
It wails and the chains tighten and pinch choking the little that’s left of me.
I found the key and while I want desperately to release these bonds
I can’t do it.
Guilt consumes me for even thinking it
So many other lives tightly intertwined with my own
The broken links would rip them apart, all for my own selfish happiness.
Everyday is the same
Sunlight streams in signaling the beginning of a new day.
-Clary
Sarcastically Cynical 