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Tied Up In Nots
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Soul Poetry Not worthy enough.
Not good enough.
Not strong enough.
Not able enough.
These 'nots'
have me tangled
in such
un-do-able webs.
-Webs woven
from years of doubt,
and ever tightened
by fears.
They sway me,
to---and---fro,
in winds of
unchange.
Tightening,
till my jugular chokes
on my insecurities,
and my throat
closes off,
with braided discord.
~*~*~
I've not the desires,
once so strong,
to fight off
this constant binding...
...of a soul,
so twisted,
and dangling
in life's
hangman noose.
