Why cant these memories get out of my head
Im drowning, I'm drowning
Man overboard
Im stuck in this ocean of misery and pain
Tears streaming down my face
Don't make me relive it
Don't make me retell it
Because this time I wont survive it
Im drowning, I'm drowning in depths of black
Memories haunting, itching, biting
Nothing holding these feelings back
Clutching my throat gasping for air
Spinning in madness, insanity taking over
Im drowning, I'm drowning in my own blood
With scars opened up, slices of skin
Consuming every piece, sucking up
every drop
Of a life once bright, dripping in gold
Now left to rot, to turn to dust and bones
Im drowning, I'm drowning in memories past
Choking me, consuming me
Wrapping its dark tendrils around my throat
Strengthening its death hold
Until I go
-A.S
YOU ARE READING
Another Tragic Story
PoesieA collection of the thoughts and feelings I'm too afraid to share. These words are things I see, hear, taste, and feel. These are the words of my life on a page, this is the tragedy I see.
