A thin silver string.
Keeping our lives,
tied to one another.
Is slowly beginning to break.
It has become worn out.
Untangling around us.
We realize it is not long enough to keep us together
While we are so apart.
Predictable.
The moment we parted ways.
It was all over.
We knew
there would be a time
When we would reach the breaking point.
Each and everyone of us.
Pulling it in so many directions.
It is thin
It is weak.
It will...
SNAP
What is broken stays broken
There is
No duct tape that can fix it.
No new string to replace it.
No nothing to keep us tied anymore.
If only our relationship wasn’t as fragile as a thin string.
We could have avoided this poem.
Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 10:40 PM UTC
A thin silver string.
Keeping our lives,
tied to one another.
Is slowly beginning to break.
It has become worn out.
Untangling around us.
We realize it is not long enough to keep us together
While we are so apart.
Predictable.
The moment we parted ways.
It was all over.
We knew
there would be a time
When we would reach the breaking point.
Each and everyone of us.
Pulling it in so many directions.
It is thin
It is weak.
It will...
SNAP
What is broken stays broken
There is
No duct tape that can fix it.
No new string to replace it.
No nothing to keep us tied anymore.
If only our relationship wasn’t as fragile as a thin string.
We could have avoided this poem.
We should have used a rope.
