These chains are heavy, dark, and hard.
They keep me here, tie me down,
I can't escape, there is no key.
I've been hurt, I've been tricked,
Each pain adds another link, another link, another ounce
For me to carry round.
Their mount, hard stone, and unrelenting
Always changing, growing higher -
Soon I'll ride the devils swing.
Change isn't necessary, I don't need to comply.
If I rebel I'll fail, these mounts won't budge,
Restricting calm complacency.
Restricting dreams, restricting life,
Restricting mind and might,
Undeveloped gifts, left unable to please.
Forget what good has been done -
It's not worth the battle -
These chains are TOO heavy TOO dark and TOO strong
They keep me here, tie me down.
Go on, leave me behind -
I'm fine.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
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