Under the water
It engulfs, suffocates
Leaving my mind in edifice
Surrounded by the mysteries of life
My thoughts swirl around me
a whirlpool of love and hate
They bring me down, they're my weights
I'm trapped
The cold starts creeping in
Biting and snapping at my skin
No warning, it catches me by surprise
If only someone could find me
They would witness my bulging eyes
But no one is here
No one will see
how this pain, this cold affects me
So alone
So lost
Sinking here in my own frost
My legs and arms flail
My lungs begin to fail
Oh, how it hurts
For they feel like they will burst
I beg, please
Poseidon, do not take me
My soul is still alive
I do not want to die
How can I stop you from breaking in?
How can I keep this light within?
It provides little warmth
That small light
It flickers, no longer a raging storm
Do not take it!
It is all I have left
What would I give to have just one more breath?
Someone, anyone
Save me
Save me from a watery grave
Save me from these thoughts
The ones that pull me down
The ones that make me drown
Save my light
Spare it
Or toss it into the night
With the stars that shine so bright
What would I give to escape this fright?
I go numb
My mind turns into an empty tomb
There is nothing
Nothing that is left
No more fighting
I must accept my fate
I am going to die
In this whirlpool of love and hate
The water nymphs bring me down
Wrapping their hands around my ankles
So cold. . .
Cold. . .
I finally drown
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The Works of a Lonesome Soul
PoetryThese are the poems that were results to the wondrous stars that are my thoughts. I weaved them into words over the course of a year or so. I am not abondoning the pen anytime soon though, so there are going to be many poems here. You may start read...
