Sugar Suicide

Strings

I carry about

a handful of strings

throwing them out

to new people and new things

 

some latch on

others don't

some let go to soon

and some are you

 

the person I didn't want to throw a line to

the person who threw one for me

 

the person who was once a a simple conversation

who has now become a series of I love you's

and endless ties

 

a person I thought I knew the world without,

before learning your are my world

 

and now I can't face a day without

 

 

 

Comments2

  • Tony36

    Great write

  • FineB

    Superb poem.

    I loved it Sugar.

    Keep writing
    FineB



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