Chaotic Knots
twisted and tangled
multitudes of chaotic knots
beginning to feel strangled
as my sanity rots
so many tangled chains
freedom's just another word
oppression never refrains
from bringing more to be endured
it's my own mind that trapped me
then got up and walked away
before tossing away the key
so now, here I am today
excessively annoyed
in a desperate fight
to fill my growing void
and gain some insight
one knot comes undone
two more get tied
I can't even run
because it can't be denied
that these knots are mine
mine and mine only
I know that I'll be fine
if I can only deal with me
Copyright © Christy Stover | Year Posted 2016
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment