"the water fascinates me
be that from the oceans or seas."
crashing back and forth,
sometimes appearing placidly void.
though she doesn't know how to swim
but the moment it caress her skin,
it sent surges along the wind.
the sound of the waves pulsing in her ear
even amidst the currents,
she seem to take away fear.
it calms her down
that sometimes, in it,
she wishes to drown.
YOU ARE READING
intricate skies
Poetrysaltwater splattered on these blank pages while she still bleeds.
