Printable Broken Chain Poem Novels & Stories

It had been ripped off her as the chain had broken. I drop to my knees and scream out in pain. I had just lost everything.

he groaned more and more Flinging his hands up and down trying to break free from the chain, but it was all in vain as the chain clamped his hands together His effort seemed to be not compare with what his hands were chained with. And the more frustrating thing about everything was that, no matter how hard he strained his eyes, everything was blank. He couldn't see anyone or where he was. Not even the chains used in clamping his hands together. Not even the clanging sound of the chains. But the only thing that seemed to be around was the pain he was feeling because of the chain, yet the chain seemed invisible but left him in pain. Making him groan more and more and in a deep voice filled wit

However, Chelsea recently lost her job, so Sarah needed to not screw up the interview or else they were going to end up on the streets. Meanwhile, Ezra was surrounded by huge dark rocks, the same rocks in the old caves, that he used to play in as a child back in Pineyard. He looked lost, suddenly he began plunging into an infinite abyss. He tried holding on to one of the rocks protruding inside the pit, but it broke, and he went on falling. He could hear his name being called, but he couldn't see who was calling. The voice kept calling, "Ezra, Ezra, Ezra, open your eyes, please."

The chains that bound James Steinbeck began to collapse. Cracks appeared on the surface of the chain. Formation under James Steinbeck also began to crack like a spider web. "Break!" With a roar, blood spurted out. James Steinbeck shook off his arms and propped himself up. The chains began to crack and break apart. Formation under his feet was shattered and exploded at the same time, and the flames flew away. Losing the heavy burden, James Steinbeck looked relaxed. But at this time, the voice of Caspian sounded faintly, "Open."

It was a broken, final sound. And in that moment, the last chain snapped. I was free.

I admitted. “Well, let me tell you. They are metal rods that are bent and then soldered together.” She took a sip of her drink before continuing. “The weakest part of a chain link is where it is soldered, because it was never meant to be connected to itself.” She patted my arm. “The hardest part of breaking the chains that hold you back is finding what holds it together.” She gathered her trash and picked up her cup before getting out of my car. She bent down to meet my eyes. “When you are ready to break your chain, you know where to find me. The happiness you are searching for is within reach. You just need to figure out what soldered your links, and figure out the best way to open each one

The light around my mother flared, blinding, and a voice, hers or mine or the ember's whispered through the hollow. "Break the last chain."

A deafening boom ripped through the underground kingdom. The golden eyes vanished beneath a storm of silver light. The chains wrapped around something enormous. Something beyond imagination. The city trembled. The jailer stood motionless. Holding. Containing. Enduring. Then came a sound I never wanted to hear. A snap. One chain broke. The noise echoed like a thunderclap. Then another chain shattered. And another. And another. The prison was failing. The jailer's light brightened desperately. More chains appeared. Thousands more.

“I felt it!” “Good. We’re doing it.” I kept going. I moved my hands and pulled the silver light across another part of the chain. I whispered again, “Break.” Crack....Another link snapped. I worked through the chains slowly, breaking them piece by piece. Each crack felt like thunder in the realm. The dark mist swirled angrily around us, as if the realm itself was watching and disapproving. Finally, I reached the last chain. It was thicker than the others. It pulsed with red sparks. It felt… older and stronger. Like it held the whole spell together.

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*