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Strings
Like promises, strings can be broken.
You promised to make safe choices,
Not to do drugs that make you insane,
Or put me in danger.
Things that should be a standard,
Instead made into strings.
And for every broken one,
My trust dwindled
Until there wasn’t enough left,
To make a bond worth having.
You promised to make safe choices,
Not to do drugs that make you insane,
Or put me in danger.
Things that should be a standard,
Instead made into strings.
And for every broken one,
My trust dwindled
Until there wasn’t enough left,
To make a bond worth having.
Published 9th Jul 2023
Author's Note
I dunno if i like all the negative poems that i’m posting, but that’s half the reason i post them.
If nobody’s told you today, love ya :)
If nobody’s told you today, love ya :)
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20th Jul 2023 00:04am
I'm guessing the strings could be another word for 'excuses' or maybe that you were simply being strung along for far too long! It is a bleak poem, you are right but it's also a scary one when everything seems so out of control.
