They pulled me along by a sleight of hand
Holding me up when I couldn’t stand
But what am I to do when the torture ends
When I break the chains and I’m free again?
I wandered the earth like a weeping ghost
Hovered at the edge, afraid to get to close
Along you came like a frosted rose
Making me feel like I could breathe, at most
My heart was a grave for the world to see
You thought a saving grace was enough to change me
What I thought always was never had been
Even when the chains were gone, I was never really free.
Unfinished 