There are people
Who master the bond
They are the Bond Masters
One strong bond
With one person
A bond can be transferred
From one person
To another
A person can steal a bond
Transfer it to themselves.
So that now, they are the bees knees
Demonic bonds are powerful
Incestuous bonds are wicked
Unhealthy soul ties
As strong as titanium
Attachments bring suffering
Seeds are sown
Things are said
You can’t make someone love you
But lust is a pandemic
Bonds can be artificially created
Yet love can’t be forced
Tricks only take you so far
Perhaps as far as the bed
But they never sealed the deal
They never got the bang.
We are all like Frankenstein’s monster
A tinkered soul
A body invaded
A brain washed
But only to a point.
Stockholm Syndrome
But only to a point.
Bond Masters
I wish you all the best
Bond breakers
Are biting back
Through forgiveness.
Things In My Head 