At The End Of My Rope Poems - Poems about At The End Of My Rope

You tied the noose that I hang from I stare at the writing on the wall I feel like all the words are written wrong My feet can’t find the stall I wish my thoughts would just be gone I am the rope in which they tie I can’t seem to shape the future of my life Got me thinking am I...

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He never runs out of patience gives us as much rope as we need We can use it to climb our way up to Him or hang ourselves with our misdeeds ...

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I study my scowl in the back of a spoon As the Rumbletide ripples in a cup of Joe* The lap desk that holds it is vibrating, too… The window is shattered, my boots bumbletied The knife pricks my neck, right there in the ‘V’ And the fellow who holds the knife is me. __________________ * coffee (Just a note – this is...

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Stuck in this place Full of empty space Where the deafening silence Awaits a verbal embrace Just one utterance of hope To be given the strength to cope And I will unwind the noose From the end of my rope Just one ray of light To regain my sight To be able to be set free From all of the anger and...

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(This is a fictional poem) I'm in jail because my son stopped going to school. My cellmate is smelly and I'm fed nothing but gruel. I'm very depressed and I'm at the end of my rope. I've been begging my cellmate to take a bath and use some soap. My son is proud of himself and he brags because he's...

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