Drowning
I'm drowning in the thing that anchors me down.
For all this pain and hurt i've seen.
The sights are bright like the lights of a distant city.
That distant city, my hope engraved in its anchor.
I'm swimming, I'm running, I'm calling, but then I'm falling.
The luck I once had finally running out for the sake of everything at the brink of its end.
The world is crumbling into a void foreign to my name.
Floating in this endless world.
When I tried to save the people around me, my loyalty proves to be a killer worse then murder.
Everything around me, shunned into this world.
My name engraved to a stone in this empty graveyard, miles and miles away.
I exit my graveyard, everywhere I run a scream follows by the heel of my foot.
If the world would forget me, if I could try to make it remember.
The sea I drown in is the sea I was born in.
Could I be free? From the loneliness of my love
YOU ARE READING
~Poem Book~
PoetryLike a Diary, This Book will be, Through my head blows a breeze, it makes the leaves freeze, Orange leaves falling down, This is my story, and I won't let it drown.
