Shackles

You are my only shoulder,
where I rest my head and weep.
This tangled snare in my heart—
where will I find release?

They say it's love's dark spell,
tell me the truth of it all!
Why must my fate bear this ache?
Let's leave everything and run!

The caged bird cries so loud,
it too longs to be free!
Each day the bird drowns in death—
does anyone even hear?

Now I'll breathe deep and full,
let these heavy chains break!
I'll pay back all I owe you,
and one day I'll escape!