The day is done,
The night has won,
The wind howls,
And the cold growls,
Loneliness creeps on and I have no one to lean on.
The past comes back to mind,
And I’m convinced I will never break its bind.

I live in the dark
You tell me it’s better this way
Don’t have any dreams, they’ll only get crushed
I am scared of the outside world
The only reason why
Because you tell me to fear it

I’m like a puppet on a string
You’re in control of me
You tell me to move, I move
You tell me to sing, I sing
Because I have nothing to lose
But I want to cut these ties that bind us
But I don’t know how to live without you
I will spread my wings and fly
Because I will survive

You tell me don’t go
It’s dangerous out there alone
I don’t know how to be by myself
I’ll only get hurt if I leave
Won’t let you lie to me
I will not let these chains **** me

I’m like a puppet on a string
You’re in control of me
You tell me to move, I move
You tell me to sing, I sing
Because I have nothing to lose
But I want to cut these ties that bind us
But I don’t know how to live without you
I will spread my wings and fly
Because I will survive

Wish that I could undo
All those bad choices
All of those days spent with you
Wishing that I could be free
But not letting myself be happy
For fear of what would happen to you
But now I see, you manipulate me
Into believing I’m at fault
That won’ t happen anymore

I was like a puppet on a string
You were in control of me
You told me to move, I moved
You told me to sing, I sang
Because I had nothing to lose
But I cut those ties that bind us
I  know how to live without you now
I have spread my wings and flew
I will survive

I can only hold on
so long,
like slips of
paper in your hand.
I am not chained
down to you or
this life;
I am
freedom.
I'll never grow the
wings of a
bird or butterfly,
or be above this
world like clouds
in the sky,
but I am not
sedentary.
I am not a
tree, but I am
grounded.
I'll stay until I
uproot or am
uprooted, taking with
me the seasons and
their grace,
the apple blossoms behind
my ears,
and my withered
arms from too
harsh a winter.
I am imagination
and spirit,
I am essence.
I am beyond this
world in
eyes and
heart, in the
scars and
hairs that
cover my body;
I am the remains
of humanity,
where humanity
itself lies within my
ashes.

But what are chains? I hold myself in this place.

chains rattle and hiss
they slide and slither around my feet
poisonous serpents i cannot escape
twisting my steps into unknown paths
foiling my legs, movements truncated
falling to my knees, they climb
screaming, incoherent rage, wordless struggles
and they whisper
whisper
whisper
WHISPER
of codes and consequences
of right and wrong
breathless i scream in silent wrath
jaw distended, creaking
they wrap up my unsaid words
force their way down my throat
chaining tight my beating heart
beating
beating
beating
bea....


Peace.