The Pull
Struggle and strength
You have to achieve great lengths
The pull of a noose
The tighten of the knot
Around your little neck
Rings of pain
Your backbone snapping in half
The hourglass out of time
They tear out your heart and feed it to demons
Collect your soul and put it in a jar
Spiders and insects crawl through your eyes
And it's all because you pulled the tie
Jumped off the chair
You just seemed to dangle there
Your skin pale as the moon
Your smile perished
No words slipped out of those once red lips
The noose closed your throat
Suffocated your mind
Only to leave you to die
Their words written in blades
All around your thighs
Your wrists torn to shreds
And now all you are is dead.
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