once electric and new
your strings put up a fight,
but now our ties have dwindled down
and they are no more than strands of hair.
my counter is in disarray
broken tiles lay at my feet,
but my rock is sharpened
held in my hands waiting to strike.
now i just need to think
am i about to be free
or make my biggest mistake?
Jun 29, 2019
Jun 29, 2019 at 5:31 PM UTC
once electric and new
your strings put up a fight,
but now our ties have dwindled down
and they are no more than strands of hair.
my counter is in disarray
broken tiles lay at my feet,
but my rock is sharpened
held in my hands waiting to strike.
now i just need to think
am i about to be free
or make my biggest mistake?