The string keeping me tethered to you—
Keeping both my feet planted firmly on the ground
As our world tilts forward and tries to eject me—
Has begun to split and fray
I scramble and grab at every hold that I have
To prevent myself from being lost from you
The fear is gripping at my soul
Threatening to rip me apart
The moment this tether unravels
For what am I without you?
Where do I go without you?
There is nothing but an empty void
At the edge of our world
I have been so long with you by my side
Or just lingering in the background
Supporting me
Encouraging me
Telling me it will be all right
What would happen if I let go?
What would happen if I fell off that ledge—without you?
The universe gives us no choice now
As the last thread strains to keep us entwined
So I take the scissors of destiny and part from you
Leap over the edge
And leave us behind
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Stephanie Hoogstad
With a BA in English and MSc in Creative Writing, writing is my life. I have edited and ghost written for years with some published stories and poems of my own.
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Comments (2)
Sometimes, as threads fray, it's easier to cut the thread and fall in your own time, when you know it's coming, rather than hold on until it actually snaps and you're not prepared. Excellent piece.
Oh, harsh...but justified? Sometimes you just have to cut the thread that binds. positive actions, for best results.