Poetry written by a Borderline

Deep Sea

My eyes flutter-

but the salt stings too much.

My hair caught in the coral.

My body encased by curious fish!

I didn't mean to cause fear.

I didn't mean to hurt my people.

Alas, here I lie, my mind slowly rotting as the chain on my ankle holds firm.

Perhaps it's been years.

Perhaps it's only been a few minutes.

Perhaps I have been here for an eternity.

It does not matter.

Sometimes, I'm visited by ships above-

but they cannot hear my cries-

they cannot hear my screams.

The deep sea, my lovely home.

Won't you come visit?