Analysis of Chains

Oh could I but see these chains of fate that separate you from me
I'd pay any price in flesh or pain
to tear free this iron skein
Do you struggle, oh love of mine
at the end of destiny's leash?
and would your hand close in mine
if only we could reach?
I sit and write as if these words could summon like a spell
these awful chords that bind me tight
that keep me in this hell
I write as if your pain and mine reflect and are the same
though doubt's cruel voice whispers to me
that all this longing is in vain