Your Property

My Broken Heart

You own me.

You have a hold on me
I could never escape
(not on my own will).

You linger here
all around me
like a haunting ghost.

But I will break the chains;
I will loosen your grasp
and run away from you.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by: “Martyrs and Thieves” by Jennifer Knapp

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