Tethered by those whom I love,
And those whom love me
Yet, I still come undone,
The thread strained,
Awaiting the right moment to snap;
Dropping me into the great unknown.
This twine, once so strong,
Now it's wearing thin,
Where did I go wrong?
They reach out to me,
But their hands go through mine,
Through the ghost I've become...
- Jay M
March 18th, 2019
Mar 18, 2019
Mar 18, 2019 at 4:51 PM UTC
Tethered by those whom I love,
And those whom love me
Yet, I still come undone,
The thread strained,
Awaiting the right moment to snap;
Dropping me into the great unknown.
This twine, once so strong,
Now it's wearing thin,
Where did I go wrong?
They reach out to me,
But their hands go through mine,
Through the ghost I've become...
- Jay M
March 18th, 2019
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