Binding Force

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Strong desire
To decide…
Strong desire
Falls apart.
By yourself –
‘Self’? No self!
On your own?..
‘Own’ is torn!

You don’t wish to depend, you crave for setting aims.
Predator on the prowl can use you for his games,
So why are you afraid to raise your husky voice?..
You feel it. It’s inside. It’s simply binding force.

The pulse is beating hard, the look is being tough –
So, don’t you think, my dear, that you have had enough?
Strong character has crashed, strong will is at a loss.
What’s wrong with you, my dear? It’s simply binding force.

And nonetheless you CAN resist this game with will,
To make a step and fight, and put an end to thrill.
But torture’s going on and there is no remorse…
No mercy – no protest. It’s simply binding force.