Joanne Lee Macdermott

December 1st 1977- Sydney

Break The Chains

Wait a second, am I trapped, chained to my own disillusion? Every day I awaken and create the same conclusion.
How is it that I can not stop this routine from repeating? For in my heart I can see it's my truth I'm defeating.
Chained to my ego...Its still got a hold of me. The more I try to escape...the more it grasp me.
Tried to fight it, but sinking in quick sand. My personality follows and willingly takes it's hand.
The addiction it consumes me and brings me no peace. I strive for perfection, on the outside at least.
For what is it I am hiding, what will I not let them see? Need to dig deep for I hold the key.
Chained to my ego...Its still got a hold of me. The more I try to escape...the more it grasp me.
Control is overwhelming find it hard to breathe. But to far I have travelled to let this take me.
This prison I created to hide behind the walls. The fear of being criticized began when I was small.
So now I cling to the pursuit of perfection, lost in the haze of blurred deception.
Try to use my writing as a healing therapy, in the hope to uncover my lost identity.
For within me is all I need, I am everything I need to succeed. But yet, still I struggle with my own OCD
Chained to my ego...Its still got a hold of me. The more I try to escape...the more it grasp me.
Routine is necessary for all to some point, but when it becomes obsessive it's a destructive choice.
So hear I try to unmask my reasons, but for me I must say this does not come easy.
We all harbour secrets that were never ours to wear. There locked deep inside of us till one day we dare share.
Maybe now I can begin to see, the reason why I clean with such necessity.
Feelings of unworthiness, a cave of hate inside.
Wounds that I still carry from when I was a child. Believing I was healed, but yet I'm still tied.
Chained to my ego...Its still got a hold of me. The more I try to escape...the more it grasp me.
If the outside is perfect and all is in order. Then no one need ask about the dark cloud over my shoulder.
The inside of me is slowly awakening, I am living the shift that I am making.
Found peace in my inner world where my soul resides. But haven't quiet cut the chains that tie.
Silently listen and now realise, I am the one that keeps me tied. For all this time I have been trying to hide. Finding it easier to believe the lies.
To break through the chains brings awareness, to catch every thought and remain in the moment.
Chained to my ego...No not me, I won't give in so easily. Won't try to escape it, thats how I stay free...released from the grasp it had on me.
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