would you pull me from the tide?
if i started sinking deeper,
would you find saving me
worth it?look me in the eyes,
they are drowning in sorrow
and i know it's not your duty
to dive inand rescue what's left...
but, sweetheart, i feel so far
floating adrift,
my own personal abyss.the words are
leaving me,
i can see them
escape in bubbleswhile my feet graze
the bottom of
this seabed.the sand tickles
my toes,the water
embraces me, too close...and i am afraid
this underwater darknesshas become
home.
YOU ARE READING
lack of petals, an abundance of thorns
Poesíain the end all words will be buried too