This was a prompt for a picture of a swing. :) I just gave it a story and added something personal to it.

They pull at these chains again,

knowing I could fall,

but I know I can walk away,

they can’t take it all.

I sit on this swing, 

lost in my mind,

I fight to heal this broken wing,

so I may break my bind.

Though they could kill me inside,

I won’t let them win,

because I would never hide,

from their painful sins.

So when they taunt me,

I pay no attention,

because I will end life happy,

and reign my life again.

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