A solitary light sparks
and it begins to consume
until it thins out
becoming a blur

Squeezing tentatively
at the sides
the shackles begin their work
to mould and straighten

The urge to break free
infests consciousness
and is equalled with the fear
of drowning in liberty

The time constrains
and the shackles become heavy
until the light lessens
into the comfort of darkness.