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the thread that holds me (my life)

Poetry By: boondocksaints
Young adult

yes this is about suicide for you that don't read within. I wrote this on my mobile so i cannot adjust the format so every period is a pause, in order to read it as written please due so. And for those that dont know, in greek mythology 3 sister would cut threads(lifelines) and the owners would die. Blah

Submitted:Nov 29, 2011    Reads: 23    Comments: 4    Likes: 1   

they say that when you die, the sisters cut your thread. If that is true then whys mine around my neck. I wish it would be sliced so i'd fall to the ground. Instead i just hang here without a sound. Yeah the thread that holds me is thrined bout inch deep. Strong enough to withstand me as i flop both my feet. I'm hoping it breaks cause i see my mistake. I let you walk away and scream your name with the last breath i take. Call me crazy i know i am insane kicking and gasping trying to break free. I wanna go back and take another shot catch up with you and express all i've got but i swing back and forth to the beat of my heart. I hear the rope stretch i hear the wood cracking start. The rafter breaks and i fall down. Lying motionless never to make another sound.


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