"Let's pretend we're not enemies, and you let nothing burn"

Poem about loss from the point of view of the abandoned.

When the bonds aren’t enough
Knots slip and ropes fall,
Slowly loosening the hold.
Then with one sharp thrust:

Nothing to hold it together,
The wrapping comes off,
Something is forever lost.
Naked, I am the offender:

It’s offensive you can see me now?
Through your eyes, I aim to maim.
So terrible, to see a person made plain?
I am not the only one to sink so low:

Holding tatters, beggar rags, to be
Presentable, and therefore we’re alright--
No need to tie even one new knot.
I’m waiting for the day you go away.

Author's Note

Title of the poem is a quote from a song. That's why it's in quotes.

Written October 5, 2011.

Reviews

[ColeeGirl]

i love the way this is written!

[Pale Rose]

Thank you so much!!