Knotted Necklace
Our strongest connections are often the most dangerous
It was choking me. Our jagged little gift. You saw and you screamed, Begged me to stop pretending. I see now; I was mistaken. I was not choking. I was just pretending. It was cutting me. Digging into my throat. You watched and you glared, Demanded I stop over-reacting. I see now; I was confused. I was not cut. I was just over-reacting. It was suffocating me. Cinching above burning lungs. You left and sighed, Chastised me for not breathing. I see now; I was wrong. I was not suffocating. I was just not breathing. I screamed for air. Wordless pawing at gold links, You grabbed our knotted chain, Ripped it from my throat. “You have no right to scream. It is you that is hurting me.” You stated with dry eyes. I apologized and cried. Mind scrambling for a truth, “I never meant to.” I begged forgiveness. It was selfish of me to not see. I had no right to claim pain. “I am so grateful to you.” I picked it up; Tightened its jagged bite. You smiled wi…
