chained down
nowhere to go
the dust gathering on my shoulders
while the skin dries more and more
the tears have been long gone
the darkness surrounds with its laugh
causing the worn down doll of my soul to jump
placed so high on the shelf of endings
that there is no point of fetching a ladder
the dust stirred with the wisp of a young love
the soul struggles to get out of it's bearing chains
the beautiful love fights off the darkness
the chains drop
the soul is free
the magnificent love is hand in hand with the soul
but wait
this story must not win right now
the love is put in the malicious grasp of darkness
scared
the love fights
but with one smack
the love falls
souls moan
cry
scream
darkness laughs
the original soul falls down to its knees
kisses the unbearably cute love
and as all the other souls break free of their chains to revolt
the original soul falls down to a deep sleep
of which to never return