I wanted to love you
I tried so hard
Yet you’d rather put your heart
Towards that tainted liquid
It's engulfed you can’t you see?
So much possibility
Boiled down to a black sludge
Words can hold much power
Used to hope they would wear at you
Like the sea against a stone wall
However, it feels as if the words have backlashed
Against the beating bump in my chest
Wearing me down
I cannot keep paddling against the current
So I’ll swim back to shore
And build my light house by the sea
Where someday perhaps I’ll raise a family
Deep down I hope you’ll be there too
But I fear your ship has been sunk for years
The monsters embracing you
Still a shred of hope is there
That you’ll come swimming back to the beach
No longer bleary eyed and weak
If you did happen to
I would no longer have words to say
Years and years of words could be stacked into a book
My gut knows you all too well though
For even though that shred is there
You’re never coming back from the abyss that you drowned yourself in
Are you?
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