But A Rope

Your words are but a rope

a means for you to pull me in

and you’ve done just that

again and again

and again…

Dangling me on a string

for the ugly world to see

in this simple instance

as I pretend to not be me

Your smile is but a knife

one that cuts clean through my flesh

that drains my bleeding heart

until there is nothing left


4 thoughts on “But A Rope

  1. Liked the “rope” analogy. Thought you should have tried to include a “rope” reference to describe the “hurt” at the end too … perhaps the knife cuts the rope and you fall (or the like). Well written nonetheless. Thanks for the read.


    1. It can be interpreted in many ways I suppose, and the story could have just as many endings, but I chose this one because it’s a representation of my personal experiences. 🙂 I am glad that you enjoyed it.


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