Latches

I feel them in my back, these latches, snugly fitted with cord
It's a good thing I'm thick skinned, my flesh will not tear from my bones
When it tugs, when you tug, you will not let me leave this bed
When it tugs, when you tugs, you will not let me touch the ground

They pull me back from the cave, I want to hide there with my spoon
I can dig, carve out my own path and make this cave into a tunnel
On the other side, if you want, it could just be me and you
On the other side, if you follow, nobody else would find us

I know you wish to keep me here, I know what latches are for
But there's no home for me here, unless you can describe it
Let me go, let yourself go, to a place we've never seen
Let me go, let yourself go, to a place we haven't thought of

They don't hurt when you hold on, they hurt me when you tug
I don't want you to pull my back, I don't want you to pull me back
These latches, my latches, were put there for safe travel from misery
These latches, my latches, were fitted for your cord