A Vestigial Mote
Well-Known Member
These chains that bind
My hindered mind
Scratch and tear and shred.
I used to know
What high and low
Was dancing in my head.
Escape I try,
But by and by
The pieces fall behind.
Try getting back
What now I lack
But chains are all I find.
My hindered mind
Scratch and tear and shred.
I used to know
What high and low
Was dancing in my head.
Escape I try,
But by and by
The pieces fall behind.
Try getting back
What now I lack
But chains are all I find.