One Beautiful Thread.

One beautiful thread
Intricately woven through petite veins
Thin enough to slip through the heart’s most accomplished desires
Thick enough to break through an army of desolation.
A thread made of iron
Simply cannot suffice
For the duties it must carry forth.
Make a necklace for my timid perception
A jump rope for my unlawful pride
A tightrope for my star-crossed heart.
I, alone, cannot withstand
This tundra call society
Not even by a thread.

Pulverizing with feather-like weight,
One lonely thread beats down a braid of desires
Like David and Goliath,
The weak deceives the strong.
Hear, hear all thee gullible misfits
One good deed cannot reciprocate
For a lifetime of wrongs.
Everybody must pick a poison eventually
And I picked poorly.
No matter what the wise say,
There is no wisdom
In thinking a thread does the duties
Of a rope.