The Thin Gold Thread
out of no where
a thin gold thread connects to me.
fear stabs from all directions
I cannot escape it's penetration.
concrete swirls the pit of my stomach
barbed wire pushed through my veins.
a black bag tied over my head
in the mirror I exist no more.
struggling in brown water
sinking deeper and deeper
desperate for something firm.
angry voices scream louder and louder
what do they want?
my strength used up
the thread ties me to sanity
why won't it break and let me go under.
Copyright © Ronnie Van Sweringen | Year Posted 2006
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