• I'm pulling with all my might against this chain
    But is all my might enough?
    The chain connects me to what I fear to look back on.
    Am I afraid of losing? What do I have to lose?
    My apprehension increases everyday, but I deny it.
    I do not want to admit the loss. I cannot comprehend it.
    I tug and tug on the chain, but I'm its solemn prisoner.
    It binds me and torments me, reminding me that I cannot let go.
    Forget it. Forget. Forget it.
    I can't. I'm not worth befriending.
    I should run and run.
    I should run far away so that I will not hurt any one again.
    But no. This chain is connected to my soul.
    My options have run out. Running is out of question.
    I must face my fear and look into its eyes.