he was layin down on the wall, as best he could. ht emanackels and shackles attached to his arms and legs only allowed him to lean on the grime on the wall
She was chained up down below as the rugged, nasty buccaneers were celebrating the collapse of her family. She was taken for ransom, how these undesirables were going to get their money she didn’t know. Her father was shot down by the captain, she mother run though by a pirate blade, she was alone and frightened. The only person who could possibly save her now was across the vast ocean getting ready to sail here to marry her. What will he think when he sees she’s gone?
Chained to something
Pulling hard
The walls cracking with strain
The building falling around me
Still I am chained
I choke on sulfur
Someone help me!
The chains that hold me kill me
The dead dog of pompeii
I feel chained to this house. Why? Geopathic stress keeps me here, house is ill and robbing me of energy….he’s just trying to survive. I will give him more love …then move on. My gift to this place. A blessing. My thanks to this place…for being the roof over my head for so many years.
Some people in this world are chained to their thoughts; others to their actions. Either way, in one shape or form, everybody in this life is chained to something. Be it an emotion or a person. But being chained to something is what makes us human. It’s what keeps us alive.
Most people don’t like being chained up but I rather enjoy the experience. Hands over my head, legs splayed. I’d like to contest the negative connotation of submission. What a pleasurable time indeed. Who want to be the Dom when being a sub is much more fun.
I am chained to one place, cannot move cannot leave. How to brake those chains? That is the unknown… I put those chains on but have now lost control on how to remove them.
We are chained to the past, the way things have been, but I imagine a different day. As school where skylight replaces florescent light, where memorizing lists is replaced by remembering what matters. I imagine classrooms where what we read is connected to how we live and classes that generate as many questions as answers.
Chained to the post, the dog whimpered from the heat of the day. The metal around his neck expanded from the rays of the sun, making it difficult from him to breathe. The owner, unknowingly sipping on his latte inside, didn’t know.
Getting stuck at your inner thoughts. Maybe to someone you love but still being chained is being attached to something thus limiting the freedom. Then again I’d love to get chained to the love of my life…
The sad little puppy was chained to the fence in his backyard, patiently awaiting the arrival of his owner. He lazily bathed in the sun all day, watching the birds and squirels play in the trees.
Chained to the wall.
Crying, screaming.
Trying to break away.
Stuck; chained.
“Help us, help us”
They scream but aren’t heard.
The smell of the iron links,
burn their nostrils.
What on earth. Chained? Chain(ed) smoking. Gross. I am chained to the bed. Gross. I cant think of anything else. I want to be chained to YOu. whats wrong with me.
I am chaimed in this life I am in. Nowhere to go. Trapped for all eternity when will my time come to be un chained. When will I get the chance to spread my wings and fly and finally for once and for all be unchined.
I’m chained to you for the rest of my life. A chain forged with love, each link a day in our life made stronger as time goes buy. Trust and honesty forging the links.
Chained.
To your back pocket.
To every move you make.
I want to be your shadow.
I want to be your everything.
But for now, I’m comfortable;
Chained.
To your back pocket.
he was chained to the key as always. except this time he new the lock would be waiting for him at the end of the journey, that oh so glorious freeedom was so close now.
He woke up, wondering who had chained him to the bed, before he remembered his dream during the loneliness of the night–the dream where he was falling off the edge of the earth.
I feel chained sometimes. I feel like I’m stuck in a routine that I’m fooling myself into being content with. And I feel like I need a change, but the change I want would be a total mistake. I’m not the best decision-maker.
It was a spirit, and it wasn’t free. Just please, oh please would you take these chains from me. There was a time when i could ride, roll or play, but now it is no more. I’m completely chained. I need to burst free, oh please would you take these chains from me.
chained. there was a wall, and chained to that wall was little yellow flower, this wall wasn’t just any wall, it was a red one. so this poor little yellow flower was really out of place.
Chained to memories of the past. I try every day to move forward, and can’t wait for the day when something new arrives. Something that will make me feel.
im chained at ma hme full of hell lot of requirement to b fulfiled mum dads expectations friens to b helpd out gosh..help me plzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz oh god i cant b chained wid burden chain me if u want god but wid happyness only plz..1 jst a request plz fulfell it..!
prisoner is chained up to a post. people are throwing food at them. there are chains at the feet. and its a huge humiliation. they have been whipped. they have also been chained at the hands and to them, its worse than dying because they have been tortured repeatedly.
like a chained reaction?
i don’t think that this is what i wanted but i kind of like this, it is making me think.
chain, like metal?
i want a different word but all i can now think about is a chain. shackles? this is sad now.. :(
There it was. the open door stretched out in front of him, beckoning. He cast a nervous glance around the ofice, at the bosses pudgy back, then launched himself from the chair in one movement and leapt for freedom. A crash brought him to the ground and he grimaced, looking at the chain from his leg to the desk.
The boy felt only grief, here he was chained to a wall while his family was sentenced to exile because of him. He should have never taken that deal with that con man, his life was ruined.
he was layin down on the wall, as best he could. ht emanackels and shackles attached to his arms and legs only allowed him to lean on the grime on the wall
She was chained up down below as the rugged, nasty buccaneers were celebrating the collapse of her family. She was taken for ransom, how these undesirables were going to get their money she didn’t know. Her father was shot down by the captain, she mother run though by a pirate blade, she was alone and frightened. The only person who could possibly save her now was across the vast ocean getting ready to sail here to marry her. What will he think when he sees she’s gone?
Its restrictive, a slave, tied down………………..”the old ball and chain” lol
The chain gang, reminds me of a ‘the pretenders’ song……
Chained to something
Pulling hard
The walls cracking with strain
The building falling around me
Still I am chained
I choke on sulfur
Someone help me!
The chains that hold me kill me
The dead dog of pompeii
I feel chained to this house. Why? Geopathic stress keeps me here, house is ill and robbing me of energy….he’s just trying to survive. I will give him more love …then move on. My gift to this place. A blessing. My thanks to this place…for being the roof over my head for so many years.
chained to a chained link fence is not the best situation to find yourself in. the chained dog was not that happy. good thing the owner
Some people in this world are chained to their thoughts; others to their actions. Either way, in one shape or form, everybody in this life is chained to something. Be it an emotion or a person. But being chained to something is what makes us human. It’s what keeps us alive.
Most people don’t like being chained up but I rather enjoy the experience. Hands over my head, legs splayed. I’d like to contest the negative connotation of submission. What a pleasurable time indeed. Who want to be the Dom when being a sub is much more fun.
Live free, why be chained up to something or someone and be unhappy?
I am chained to one place, cannot move cannot leave. How to brake those chains? That is the unknown… I put those chains on but have now lost control on how to remove them.
We are chained to the past, the way things have been, but I imagine a different day. As school where skylight replaces florescent light, where memorizing lists is replaced by remembering what matters. I imagine classrooms where what we read is connected to how we live and classes that generate as many questions as answers.
Chained to the post, the dog whimpered from the heat of the day. The metal around his neck expanded from the rays of the sun, making it difficult from him to breathe. The owner, unknowingly sipping on his latte inside, didn’t know.
Getting stuck at your inner thoughts. Maybe to someone you love but still being chained is being attached to something thus limiting the freedom. Then again I’d love to get chained to the love of my life…
We live in a society where we are chained by the decreptitude of American standard, always striving, never settling, because good enough never is
The sad little puppy was chained to the fence in his backyard, patiently awaiting the arrival of his owner. He lazily bathed in the sun all day, watching the birds and squirels play in the trees.
metalchains are around my body, my mind. I cant live like that. I want to be free. free FREE FREE FREE FREE yes FREE FREE Do you understand? I HA
to feel chained is the worst thing that can happen to somebody. Chains. What a word! Never do have chains! Always be free!
Chained to the wall.
Crying, screaming.
Trying to break away.
Stuck; chained.
“Help us, help us”
They scream but aren’t heard.
The smell of the iron links,
burn their nostrils.
What on earth. Chained? Chain(ed) smoking. Gross. I am chained to the bed. Gross. I cant think of anything else. I want to be chained to YOu. whats wrong with me.
I was chained to the bed, gasping for breath as he forced himself inside of me. I couldn’t help but moan, the pain turning into pleasure.
I am chaimed in this life I am in. Nowhere to go. Trapped for all eternity when will my time come to be un chained. When will I get the chance to spread my wings and fly and finally for once and for all be unchined.
My life in San Jose. Chained to the “take no prisoners” and “what can you do for me?” mentality. The too-fast, too impersonal world.
I was chained to a awful rut
it hasn’t just killed me
it’s closed a door shut
I’m chained to you for the rest of my life. A chain forged with love, each link a day in our life made stronger as time goes buy. Trust and honesty forging the links.
Chained.
To your back pocket.
To every move you make.
I want to be your shadow.
I want to be your everything.
But for now, I’m comfortable;
Chained.
To your back pocket.
he was chained to the key as always. except this time he new the lock would be waiting for him at the end of the journey, that oh so glorious freeedom was so close now.
He woke up, wondering who had chained him to the bed, before he remembered his dream during the loneliness of the night–the dream where he was falling off the edge of the earth.
I don’t ever want to be chained… I like being free!
I feel chained sometimes. I feel like I’m stuck in a routine that I’m fooling myself into being content with. And I feel like I need a change, but the change I want would be a total mistake. I’m not the best decision-maker.
It was a spirit, and it wasn’t free. Just please, oh please would you take these chains from me. There was a time when i could ride, roll or play, but now it is no more. I’m completely chained. I need to burst free, oh please would you take these chains from me.
chained. there was a wall, and chained to that wall was little yellow flower, this wall wasn’t just any wall, it was a red one. so this poor little yellow flower was really out of place.
Chained to memories of the past. I try every day to move forward, and can’t wait for the day when something new arrives. Something that will make me feel.
im chained at ma hme full of hell lot of requirement to b fulfiled mum dads expectations friens to b helpd out gosh..help me plzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz oh god i cant b chained wid burden chain me if u want god but wid happyness only plz..1 jst a request plz fulfell it..!
prisoner is chained up to a post. people are throwing food at them. there are chains at the feet. and its a huge humiliation. they have been whipped. they have also been chained at the hands and to them, its worse than dying because they have been tortured repeatedly.
like a chained reaction?
i don’t think that this is what i wanted but i kind of like this, it is making me think.
chain, like metal?
i want a different word but all i can now think about is a chain. shackles? this is sad now.. :(
chained to the fence, she didn’t know how to get away. now in this house, she felt chained. chained to the white picket fence. crushed by complacency.
I feel like I’m chained. Trapped in this situation that I chose for myself. I made a mistake. I want out.
chained. to a stone. like…prometheus? to have his liver torn out over and over again. metal and stone. great textures there – solid and immovable.
There it was. the open door stretched out in front of him, beckoning. He cast a nervous glance around the ofice, at the bosses pudgy back, then launched himself from the chair in one movement and leapt for freedom. A crash brought him to the ground and he grimaced, looking at the chain from his leg to the desk.
The boy felt only grief, here he was chained to a wall while his family was sentenced to exile because of him. He should have never taken that deal with that con man, his life was ruined.