Entangled
By u/Pascals-wager
Malaysia Literary Work
My therapist once told me
that family members are linked to each other
as though they have the same string
tied around them.
When one pulls, the others follow.
So, every time he raises his voice,
she takes one step forward.
That one time he raised his hand,
she took three.
And we took three steps with her.
Every time she hides behind us,
we take one step back.
That one time she pushed us towards him,
and he pushed us back,
the strings got tangled
and caught us in between.
That day he left us,
he pulled us so hard,
that we tripped and fell.
We stood back up of course,
and pulled what’s left of us together.
So perhaps family members are indeed
connected by a string.
A string that can either be the lifeline
that catches you when you fall,
or the knot that you willingly fall into
when the string seems impossible to untangle.