The debris
of sunken relationships
drifts through
the oceans of my mind.
Currents of discontent
bubbling under the nervous
rippling
reflective mirror surface,
as I cling
to a piece of driftwood,
all at sea.
Just me.
Alone.
An island
in the open
ocean of love,
faded into antiquity.
Driftwood bobbles under
the waves of hurt,
as they spray over
my lifeless floating shell.
The rumble of water rushing,
the crushing pressure
of the depths,
as I sink,
dseeper.
into the darkened lair
of the undersea creature.
I don't need to breathe.
This is all wrong.
I'm down deep
and yet my lungs are full,
Not drowning,
nor screaming for air.
In this abyss
of lovelessness,
I try to swim,
My feet swing,
My arms pulling
the water around.
I don't know if I'm
going up or down..
Bubbles fill the water
like disco lights
In a crowded club
on a Saturday night,
as I swim with all my might,
just to catch a glimpse of the sunlight,
so, I can escape my plight.
In these darkened depths I swim,
velvet soft water against skin,
Makes me feel free again.
The fight to survive kicks in.
I thrash my legs,
like running up a stairway
towards the heights.
Beaming spotlight, ripples overhead,
scanning the surface
of this inky graveyard.
where ships lay broken and dead.
I lift my head
and break through the mirror,
as the lifeboats
catch me in their light.
They throw
a float to hold on to.
Another chance
at this thing called life.
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