Chains all around me,
I'm tied to your memory.
Memories, prick like spikes,
Make it impossible to move.
I'm stuck in one place.
My feet surrounded,
and I cannot move.
I'm stuck now,
These chains won't move.
I'm tied to you,
for there was something,
that I thought was true.
My arms and legs,
I'll cut them off.
I'll leave them in the trap.
Parts of myself,
Now belong to you.
I'll try to grow them back,
Even though seemingly,
growing back is impossible.
