Deaths silent knot

walking through life on the edge of the knife
Your heart is cut in two and you don't know what to do
Two lives that you lead always leaving one in need
A rope braided of thirds into one holding together 7 birds
If The rope has a week link the birds fly the clink
Its options in life have grown progressively bleak
a secret life that that 2 thirds know and seek
As the strength of the relationship is tempered
Like steel all week
feelings and questions are spun like a wheel
Spinning in circles and driving straight on
Mentally beating you till your will is gone
As the ultimatum is given to lock closed the gate
The rope is frayed and is waiting to break
Will you or wont you its almost two years
All i have given is more than ive got
a payoff is coming are you braided in knots
The rules have been changed but i have not
Exiled silently like leper