I am a Person Who Knows How to Tie

An inkling of a thought based off a a memory of a poem I seem to have forgotten.

I am a person who knows how to tie knots.

I fish and string my own rods and knot my own hooks.

I fish alone most times but that's alright.

I am a person who knows how to tie knots.

I am a person who knows how to tie a tie

For the few times I decided to dress up.

For the few nights I didn't mess up.

I am a person who knows how to tie a tie.

I am a person who knows how to tie a bow.

Wrapping up loose ends usually isn't something I'm good at.

Whether it be on shoes, on gifts, on promises.

I am a person who knows how to tie a bow.

I am a person who knows how to tie a noose.

From those three a.m. nights spent in a haze of self destruction.

To continuous seclusion because I'm just not enough.

I am a person who knows how to tie a noose.

I am a person..

I guess I should say,

I was a person.