As I carry on walking through the darkness of night, nearly almost alone. But yet, having my demon walking in the back. Stressing to find a plan to get away from my demon. Searching for a path of my own or a key for the chains on my wrists and ankles. Having only a half of moonlight and half of set of stars in the dark thick sky. Struggling to get released from demon's grip of the chains. Pulling and tugging on the chains. Feeling the cuffs rubbing against my wrists and ankles. Having my hands slip from the rope chains. From the blood on my wrists, rolling and smearing all over and down my arms and hands, making it wet and slippery. Dropping onto the ground from the slip of losing the grip of the chain and from the soreness of my ankles. Feeling the blood all across my feet, through my toes and onto the grass. The burning on my wrists and ankles. Having tears slipping down my face, of pain and frustration. Trying to defend this demon, but it seems my body has wiped out so much blood, I'm becoming weak. It feels like my body is turning numb and my tugging and pulling of the chains, is turning into just a hold onto. But I remain struggling to get loose from these metal chains, so I can be released. But it seems this night shall not be the night I will be unlocked. So I will keep on falling, getting right back up and continue to pull. The pain will continue to burn, and the blood will continue to pour. But I will NEVER give up for the freedom I want.
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