You kept me on a heavy, tight leash my entire life.
I bear the deep scars around my neck to prove it.
Of course they healed over after I gave up,
no longer bucking against your imprisonment.
By confining me early, you confined me for life;
or at least long after you broke me.
You didn’t break me, though, did you?
I learned to venture out and live again.
I still bear the scars, but I finally escaped when you turned away.
Now I’m bouncing back high, higher, highest…
weightless to the point of cresting Heaven itself.
Any second now; I’m so close,
I can almost feel it…