Here Lies My Chains isn't just a poetry book. It's Declaration of Freedom From the first page, it tears into every script that told you who you had to be-obedient, small, grateful for crumbs instead of reaching for destiny. These are not "nice" poems. They are: a sledgehammer to conformity a compass through your chaos a mirror that forces you to face the warrior you buried to survive Each verse cracks open cages built from trauma, programming, self-doubt, and spiritual suffocation, until you can no longer pretend that surviving is the same as living.
This is not entertainment. It's initiation. A call to radical self-honesty, ruthless worth, and the courage to demand more than the life you were handed. The chains are heavy. But they were never yours. The only question left is:Will you leave them buried here-or walk away free?
Here Lies My Chains isn't just a poetry book. It's Declaration of Freedom From the first page, it tears into every script that told you who you had to be-obedient, small, grateful for crumbs instead of reaching for destiny. These are not "nice" poems. They are: a sledgehammer to conformity a compass through your chaos a mirror that forces you to face the warrior you buried to survive Each verse cracks open cages built from trauma, programming, self-doubt, and spiritual suffocation, until you can no longer pretend that surviving is the same as living.
This is not entertainment. It's initiation. A call to radical self-honesty, ruthless worth, and the courage to demand more than the life you were handed. The chains are heavy. But they were never yours. The only question left is:Will you leave them buried here-or walk away free?