The Metaphor

As rope, I am trying
Lying to tie
Hold back the patrons
Reaching the sky

As smoke, I am weeping
Leaping to creep
Mock through the mirrors
And into the deep

As sound, I am dreaming
Seeming to scream
Now to the beating
Races the team

As gold I'm unspoken
Broken to choke
Leading to failure
Brimming with jokes.