There are no words to describe how I feel
A dark yearning for ancient times
A panicked feeling to run, yet held.
Strong chains of family ties
That smother and mother and drown me.
My guardian, my angel, my shining star
Can only keep me breathing while I am under.
For, I alone, am the only one that can break free
I like the comfort
of life tied
Deilen of the Weeping Willow