Ever see dogs tied to trees or poles?

I often feel like that.

Restricted from doing or saying what I want.

Unable to go and see what’s beyond.


But there are times where the leash gets chewed off.

The defiance that is almost unheard of.

The ability to go and mingle with the other dogs.

And learn about the beautiful world that is beyond.


Soon I am dragged back in.

But this time I am restricted by chains.

Knowledge does not change the situation.

Escaping the constant temptation.


Trying to retrain me after my rebellion.


Always dreaming of other lives.

The ones that are so much better than mine.