a slave's perspective

freedom is a gift; cherish it.

longing; desperation, sadness, broken-hearted
a feeling that knots you together, you simply cannot be parted
if only he could break the chains that linked around his soul
his beautiful pages in a worn out book, story yearning to be told

loyal; constricted, heart wrenching, horrid
he will do as they say, no matter how morbid
for in their frail hands, they hold the key
his key to salvation, his key to be free

lonely; separate, helpless, behind steel bars
his empty wounds will not heal without scars
he craves the affection of his loved ones before
if only he could grasp for much more.