The chain


A chain around my ankles
Dragging it along
I always feel its presence
But often not this strong

I used to look for patterns
Tried to match it to the sun
's distance from our planet
Like it was, when it begun

Summer came and winter went
But still I felt its pull
Now after many moons have passed
The feeling 's numb and dull

It's really hard to estimate
The difference in its force
Between moments of improvement
And the times that it gets worse

But there will always be is a candle
Flickering within the night
I will hang on 'till the morning
Defeats the darkness with its light