NICHOLAS UNCHAINED: by Nicholas Stephens

Release me of my demons, this is a cry for help,

Unchain me of this guilt I feel for wanting to be myself.

On this battlefield, I don't need therapy, I just need a pen,

I refuse to be on drugs, for I'd be better off being dead.

Free me of my doubts & take me out of my head

For I'm braided by the words I wish I had said

Words that are now better off left untold,

For his bones are now rotten, 6 feet deep and cold.

its funny how a split second can alter your entire reflection,

And the burden of a secret, can lead you in a whole new direction.

The moment he took my innocence, my life completely rearranged,

Every piece of life's puzzle had suddenly seemed strange.

The facade has been broken and the memories are now coming back,

A decade of denial and now tears are seeping through the cracks.

After a war with suicide, living in denial and depression,

My demons have been released & the story untold has now become a confession.

-Nicholas Stephens