Loose Ends
Every stroke of my pen
tightens a hold on my heart
every loose end
made one deeper scar
with every line painted
with words so vain
this one moment
has driven me insane
this written question
of how do I find myself
for he has done nothing
but hurt me
and make me long for help
knowing it will never come
I am the weakest will
and here I lay coming undone
Copyright © Nichole Anderson | Year Posted 2011
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