I reach for something
I believe is in my grasp
I run headlong to it
Stopped short by chain
Violently snapped back

I dig my hands into the dirt
Attempting to still reach
The collar around my neck
Stopping breath
Making me weak

My nails and neck
Become ****** and raw
As I attempt to relieve myself
Remove the confines
That encompass my soul

The binds do break
I lay spent upon the floor
Catching breath
Smelling freedom
I begin to reach once more