Two ends of a string,
Fixated tightly,
Each, on its own side
Pulling, twisting and tossing
Trying desperately to be apart
Forced to be connected
By the thread
That attempts to
bring it together
But those two ends then
Separate successfully
Leaving the thread
torn, in between
completely.
YOU ARE READING
On The Inside
PoetryWithin you lies a buildup-a quiet storm of emotions: pain, weakness, love, hurt, and anger-sometimes one, sometimes all at once in their full intensity. These feelings surge, pressing against the surface until they seep through cracks, revealing gli...
