Kite and String

a poem by Melyssa G. Sprott, USA - poetry writer, author, poet

We were never like a kite and a string.
We were like a tree and a noose.
The blind faith that anchored me,
held me under the water while I drowned.

We were a feeble and fickle thing.
A knot that was tied right, but loose.
A love supposed to set me free,
but only served to put me down.

I was strangled by a tiny ring.
I'm not the reason, but the excuse.
You call my faults like a killing spree,
you're a king with a crooked crown.

No joy is there left to sing.
I tried, but there isn't any use.
Alas, your future holds no me,
I can't make you want me around.

We were never like a kite and a string.
A knot that was tied right, but loose.
You call my faults like a killing spree,
I can't make you want me around.

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