KnotA Poem by Jeff
My love is a festering knot
it twists and tightens as I struggle to understand I thought is was easier when you got older? A safety rope or a noose? Either one will hold you There are no doubts, just truths I struggle to sort through it all Like swimming in mud If you stop you will sink Slow, sliding, descending into darkness
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Added on September 5, 2024 Last Updated on September 5, 2024 AuthorJeffOrlando, FLAboutjust a random person sharing old writing from my youth as my skin sheds so do the layers of my past more..Writing
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