The Noose

I feel so lost
Like the cold gust of wind that blows through the abandoned building

The noose is taught
Tight as the baby’s latch on his mother

I can’t breathe
Air gone like the popped balloon

I’m stuck underneath
Like the lost wedding ring dropped in the drainage grate

I feel unseen
Like the black sheep always wondering what he did wrong

This world is mean
Aggressive like the buck in rut