There is a hand around throat.
It’s squeezing all the life-force out.
I feel lethargic and I cannot move.
How did I get into this negative groove?
I’m chained to the floor and can’t get out.
Will someone come to my rescue if I shout?
The dominos fall one by one.
Will I survive when everything is done.
Can I run fast enough to leave the past behind?
Can I find the courage to free my mind?
Can I let myself off this old rusty hook?
Can I read my life like an open book?
I must break out of this prison somehow.
The time to act is right here right now.
