My Own Fate

Distant wishes,
Silence rips away at my very soul.
Unheard voice; too afraid to be heard,
Woven in a corner I work till dawn brings a new record.

Far away lands and unspoken truth,
I tremble too afraid to even move;
Silently in a corner spinning my thread, too afraid to break from this root.

Before dawn breaks a bell will sound,
With it I'll weave my fate and I'll forever be bound.

I'll bow down to my leaders knowing it was I who spun this thread.