I sank to the bottom of the ocean
Crumbled like wet cardboard
I littered my skin in constellations
Connect the dots, played with a plastic blade
Hanging by a thread, a tangle of my fears
Collection of my tears, evaporates and disappears
You pull me away from the edge, though I resist
Is it true that neither of us really want this?
But still, your warmth and your strength
Feels comforting, how could I leave this?
You pull me to the surface
And dry me off with your words
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Random Short Stories/Poems
RandomWARNING: May be disturbing or graphic This will contain short stories and poems that I write just because! Some will be horror, some sweet, some just plain weird
