Poetry

Loving it all

Melancholy feeling.
Like the deep sea half way between sunshine and darkness.
Halfway between broken hearts and broken souls.
Heavy anchor homes this place.
For we haunt the sea because we continue to drown.
I never learned to swim and I never learned to love.
All I seen was hate.
For I created my own version of love and the recipe is still being stirred.
Empathetic to the hearts of the broken for like them I have been shattered.
I live through moments of small things and those things I will forever love and despise.
For they will make me smile but then I'll remember things changed.
For the better but scars sometimes ache.
I'm getting better but maybe I'm getting worse.
And here I am again halfway between the sea and the sunshine.