Vines- A Poem
That encircle my ankles
Slowly moving upward
Whispering words as they seek my heart.
They are terrifying
Both in strength and confidence
With no doubt they will surely overcome
The one who is original
The one who loves but no one sees
They grow stronger with each second
Their words grow louder
And I can feel myself slipping
Away as their grasp chokes me.
To feel no love anymore
To feel only hate and fear.
But with these vines in control
I will fear no more
Chances of betrayel are slim
And I only wonder why they weren't here before.
When I fell hard
When I believed
When I allowed myself to grow close.
Ensnare my mind
Until I'm not me
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