Soul in Chains

One soul free and one in chains,

One holds dear what the other gains.

A storm of trust on each relies,

if neither fold, then no one dies.

Beneath the moon, a secret sleeps.

And from the forest monster’s creep.

But don’t be fooled by beauty’s lack,

Sometimes it’s the Monsters

That have your back.

Find the Witch, she holds the key,

To the chains of the soul, that will never be free.

But the illusion of freedom

From which we all come

Makes the chains a bit lighter.

And no one can leave, that isn’t a fighter.

So make a decision, and stick to it tight,

You won’t escape, but somebody might.