No strings attached
You asked for no strings attached
So I pull at my lose threads
I feel as though I am about vomit
I don’t recognize who I am anymore and neither do you
But I keep pulling because
You asked for no stings attached
Each imperfection is another lose end for me to pull
…
I am smaller now I have shrunk down to half my size
Because you asked for no strings attached
Would you put me in your pocket and carry me around or would you put me in a box where I could never be found
Passing thoughts so I can ingore reality
The world moves on as I wind down as I pull the last thread I hear no sound
I see no light
I feel no joy
No pain no sorrow
Nothing but a shimmering light
I emerge from a tunnel with all new strings
Bound together by all that is me
I look inside the tunnel that I had left I see you pacing around what is left
A pile of thread that is no longer
Because you asked for no strings attached
Copyright © Ava Jones | Year Posted 2024
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