Black thread, white silk and twine
In the darkest recess of my mind
The sands of time go blowing by
Years of dust have piled high
Black thread, white silk and twine
Anger bottled up inside
Requests to flee have been denied
Screams of rage have turned to cries
Black thread, white silk and twine.
Revealed within a hazy dream
A falling sun with fading beams
A cold wind steals the summer’s breeze
A clouded sky beyond the sea
Black thread, white silk and twine
A denial that I’m broken tried
This melancholy stains my eyes
An occasional earnest wish to die
A fracture to my heart divide
A chasm were my will resides
I seek to seal and close it tight
With black thread, white silk and twine
Revealed within a hazy dream
A falling sun with fading beams
A cold wind steals the summer’s breeze
A clouded sky beyond the sea
Dwelling where the waters rise
Where the evening sun shall go to lie
The place where dreams can bind all time
Black thread, white silk and twine
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Your use of repetition here is incredible bro. There’s emotion, there’s temperature, and there’s vivid imagery. The duality, the intertwining of the two forces. Amazing, my friend – excellent write!
Thank you sir!