Knotted gold

the sky is dark no shining diamonds to sparkle this night no glowing ambers of light the clouds lay low city lights causing an orange glow a brokeness stirs as the black winds begin to blow so mangled my emotions like a fine gold chain knotted so tightly it cannot be undone to fine it might break i carelessly fiddled with so it lays left undelt with forever knotted like some worthless cause tucked neatly in some dark place it lays waiting for nimble fingers with the knowledge of how to unlock the feelings inside so distantly i drift to a far away place never mending the tattered threads which loosly hang from my inner parts no longer a soul, to dark, to cold. much like these skies much like these winds