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Hanging on
Originally, I had a girl hanging from a string that was connected to the letter T in "thread". Here it is:

Or if that does not work..
Absent Minded Jan 20
I thought it'd be fun.
Then as time marched,
And the minutes evolved into hours,
You became more and more unraveled.
With each accusation,
Each ******, and broken finger point,
Each hesitant choice,
You untie the knot
You've so carefully spent
Your entire life
Trying to tie.
Maybe if you stopped hanging about
Like a broken string tied to a ceiling fan
We could band together and become the rope
You can use to drop this terrible anchor
Forcing you under.
I looked at it. A desert of immaturity. And yet it’s glow was of a sensible way. It was made by geniuses to be foolish.
It’s purpose set in stone but the infinity of variation is a beast not able to be tamed. Many would describe it’s touch as Coolish.

Many letters before have not had this present. The sands of time I would much rather have. It’s value is mostly Fruitless.
A way of going. A way of forgetting the glory of where you have been. For if you want to go you must not want to remain.
For it’s beauty was prophesied for many centuries after. But our will to find a temporary gradience, from that we cannot abstain.
But we must as well corrupt it. For to taste it’s flavor we must puke it out. To have it’s beauty like a rose of thorns. Beauty Afraid.
For laying their remember the wind of our birth and the wind of our end. Carry all things it tries but we resist our fortune.
The ways we perceive your’s of the breath of our mind. A refreshing drink of molecules. Science it is not sound in this. But if it would explain
this, it would be a process of Chemisorption.  
Fancy words bore and dull it. For I must slash the words and you slash the grass. A disservice to our eyes and it’s existence.  Why must we have all these objects worth their merit in existence put up to auction?
A story about a String I saw on my blinds. (-_Ax1} -_a -_Bx1 -_C -_D - c D E F_)
PrttyBrd Dec 2018

shackled to a notion
rubbing through wrists
in rusted remains
of beautifully easy

it's a slow bleed
through insults slung
in fear the unmaliciois
only noticed in hindsight

calling the innocent a *****
doesn't breed hate from love
the duke-yeilding cowardly lion
flings back like a monkey


breaststroking a marathon in tears
wading through pain I never caused
pelted with double-barrelled denial

there is no waver on my solid ground
torn flesh and compound fractures
cannot break harder than history

still, gavel strikes
in sucker punched cracked ribs
that look like a past that ain't mine


keep hacking off pieces
maybe I'll fit into those pretty boxes
your liars left as gifts
nasty reminders that trust has sharp teeth

maybe that's just you
biting back any hand that gets too close
pandering in placating platitudes
ain't my bag

flattery fails to flounce from unfettered friends


can't be beat into submission
with unspoken broken rules
can't run from a truth in plain view

this is what it looks like
to believe what you know over
what you've lived

I'm not running
I'm not biting back
I'm not going anywhere

then again, why would I
I'm not the one afraid to love you
Hold onto my string
Tug on me, don't let me go
Little balloon full of wishing
That I may stay by your side
Come winds high and low
And when I lose all my bounce
All my air and floaty sense
Take me, tie me down still
Until I fully deflate, by then
Let me be held, never freed
Teach you how to grasp, show me how
much my insignificance matters at least.
Seanathon Nov 2018
To love is to appreciate the other.

The complexities of mind and heart.

The fraying string stretched inbetween.

And the newness of each breath to start.
I'm with you. Always around you. Only love, only love.
Pyrrha Oct 2018
There is an uncomfortable stillness in my mind
When my eyes you bind
You've attached them to you
As if you tied a knot between us
I frantically try to unravel all the tangles
I get so mad when wherever I go there you are
When I turn a corner
When I enter a room
Anywhere my thoughts may bloom
You are always in the way

You prevent me from all the things I want to say
My limbs are numbed and I can't move
You are to blame for this humiliation
How dare you make me feel this way?
You no longer deserve this power over me
So I revoke your control and take back my will
Instead of removing myself by untangling the mess you've made
I'll snip the strings that trap me
Free at last from that fraying pain
I'll leave you to tangle up in those strings like chains of shame
Penelopejayde Oct 2018

          part 1

          im containing this earthquake of anxiety in my heart
          while i
          until your eyes step into my view.

          part 2

          brain pulsing
          the eyes step into mine
          then nothing else exists other than you

          part 3
          i hear one butterfly wings clap in my soul.
          nothing. tremors calm under my skin.
Figuring out how I feel about her
Will they like me more than that
Can I be good enough
Marianna Sep 2018
When i was fourteen
I learnt how to tie a rope
And practiced on a small string
until i could tie it with my eyes closed

i kept it in my pocket
i placed it in my bag
I played with it when i was lonely
and held it in my hands

Now i'm nineteen
I no longer remember how to tie a rope
But i still keep my small string
In the deep corner of my drawer
only words never actions
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