We are not equal, you and I.
You lowered yourself beyond return.
As free as you seem, you are not,
Because you are my prisoner.
You are on a leash, unbroken
By your mad dashes for freedom.
You cannot see it, but it's there--
In the back of your mind, I think,
You know I will not release you.
Your every step is weighed down
Because the locusts are within,
Eating you until, but a husk,
You fall to your knees and confess.
The chains of the mind are hardened;
Sooner than you know, you've fallen
To the mercy of your own soul.