The Knot

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In your head there is a knot

A tangled mess of words and thoughts

And in its center woven taught

Your hopes and dreams will slowly rot

Its tendrils sprout from every side

To swallow things it cant abide

And in short time whats left inside

Will only be what it's contrived

Within us all it is alive

Feeding on the common lies

The ones that we've immortalized

Through blood and sweat and homicide

The knot in fact is very old

It's been with us down every road

Yet every year it grows more bold

Desperate to maintain its hold

It knows its end is very near

Closer, closer every year

And when the day is finally here

The world will laugh and sing and cheer

Our cheer will quickly turn to hate

Once we've learned it's far too late

Whats left of us will dissonate

While mother nature cleans the slate

Reviews

[Bear]

Bravo! Words so descriptive that they bring to life the workings of the mind, showing the knot of thoughts and words twisting around inside. Very imaginative and creative writing, masterfully done and a pleasure to read, thank you for posting so we can enjoy your work.

[youngkingkwan]

I really enjoyed this. Great word choice and rhyme selection.