Rope

April 5, 2007

Rope

At the end of my rope
I look for some more slack
I am hoping to hang myself
And never look back

I’m breaking off a piece of me
In you
Don’t you see?

You have done this to me
Caused this great fatality
You have made me blind to reality

I’m drowning in my own tears
My dreams are now turning into my worst fears

I am being smothered
Teased and tattered
Burned and broken
Fallen and unspoken
All over the floor completely shattered

My heart is empty
My eyes are cold
My arms lay broken
Yet I sit here and do what I am told

You direct me and order me
Like I am your slave
You push me and irk me
You’re just a coward no longer brave

I wish you could feel the burn
Of the rope around my neck
I wish you could feel the pain
When life is squeezed out of you
When there is nothing left of you
But the strings that remain