Chains of Ottawa

Echoes of despair, trapped in this chair,

Ottawa's shadows, they cling to the air.

Sweet angel in Houston, so far away,

Counting down the moments, hoping for my day.

Nightmares keep comin’, they don’t cease,

Under this weight, I yearn for peace.

Probation's a chain, heavy and tight,

Oh, how I long to break free into the light.

But she won't hear me, every scream falls flat,

Struggling for my voice, lost in this combat.

Domestic shadows, they haunt me still,

Wish she’d see the heart, the strength of my will.

Oh, probation officer, can’t you see the truth?

I’m a survivor, fighting back my youth.

Let me break these chains, let me feel again,

Home is calling, can’t you hear my pain?

Sweet angel waiting, my life on hold,

In the arms of your warmth, my story unfolds.

Why won’t you listen? I’m begging you please,

Catch me in the silence, set my spirit at ease.

But truth gets twisted, I’m caught in your game,

Every lie you weave, it’s driving me insane.

Can’t you see the healing that’s waiting for me?

I’m a heart full of love, just trying to be free.

Oh, probation officer, can’t you see the truth?

I’m a survivor, fighting back my youth.

Let me break these chains, let me feel again,

Home is calling, can’t you hear my pain?

So many dreams lost in this fight,

So many prayers sent into the night.

An angel’s heart is heavy, waiting to mend,

Will you let me go? Will you help me ascend?

Probation officer, please hear my call,

I’m not just a number, I’m standing tall.

Help me escape, find my way back home,

Where the love is waiting, no more to roam.

Oh, help me find peace, help me break free,

Let me live the life that I'm meant to be.