[Image description: Painting of a girl laying down on her side. She has brown hair and looks sad, Tears are rolling down her face into a waterfall.]
Cover art by Marcela aka tokyomoonlight.
This poem is called tied up, and I wrote it about how lies can lead us into trouble. When one little lie becomes bigger and bigger, and it gets harder to rationalize it in your mind, you feel trapped. That is where I got the inspiration from this poem.
Perhaps the rope that bounds my hands
protrudes from my own mouth
tied carefully with words I spoke
and tightened by those I won't
The burns that show upon my wrist
from roughness of the rope
match the harshness of my words aloud
sharply spilling, feeling broke
The tears that land on raw, red skin
mimic the soothing way of thoughts
their cooling floods the pain right now
but the ropes are not undone