Tethered is the mind that struggles,
Tethered are the warring thoughts in the head
Tethered are the silent tears that weep
Tethered is the angst that seethes

Tethered are the smiles that hide the frowns
Tethered are the fragments of peace that scatter
Tethered is the melancholic lullaby that sings
Tethered is the soul to the body’s last breath

Momentary insanity ebbing near the edge,
Peering at the smiles on the horizon.
Soon the lunar child will rise,
Soon emancipation will be regained.

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