Cut The Strings

by: Laura Pfalz


When my heart begins to break,

And my happiness grows wings,

I wish I could cut the strings.

When no one is around,

And no one can hear me sing,

I wish I could cut the strings.

Why can't a smile come,

to this face of ailing?

I wish I could cut the strings.

I'm tethered to this world,

and all the pain it brings--

I wish I could cut these strings.

And once I cut these strings,

I'll begin the falling,

The concrete breaks my skin.

And as I breathe my last breath,

And blink my last blink,

I wish I hadn't cut the strings.



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