Bound

Chains connecting me to the anger

Chains connecting me to the abuse

Chains connecting me to the fear

Fear

It binds me

Hurt

Sunken, bloodshot eyes

Swelling cheekbone, wounded heart

Fractured soul, stinging tears

That man

He hurts me

Torn

Rent clothes and undergarments

Ripped and bleeding parts

Bleeding, tearing heart

My problems

They're tearing me apart

There is a path to freedom

Follow the yellow brick road

Where butterflies fly and flowers bloom

And I drop off my heartbreaking load

There is an uncanny knowledge

Almost as if he knows

He knows

And the truth shall set me free

And The Truth will set him free