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All Tied Up

Whimsical and sick

Delighted though distraught

Diseased and can’t resist

With heart lessened, learned to not

Perturbed and taught to be tied in knots

Restricted, each breath comes to a stop

Halted in the silence then loud gasps in a struggle


To be swimming but losing energy

Trying to find you in some distant memory

Beginning to drown, reality is hard to swallow

To have no fears if what it means is to follow

I reach out and grasp at nothing

Desperation or hope

Maybe both

Underwater where you spoke

A piece of rope that simply broke

But still tied to you forever

© The Sad Owl

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The Sad Owl

I'm just here. Until I'm not.

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