Open Hearts (Wattys2018)

Sinking

I could feel everything encompassing me disappearing
from my shadowy eyes, the bright glowing shade deep
inside the depiction of my skin was slowly vanishing in
an outside world farther than my reach, the brilliant canvas
that used to glisten all through the night was diminishing in
a dark and silent dimension, the sun's light was shifting in
the backdrop of my sinking frame, as I breathed in the pain
surrounding my sight, the somber light shining down
upon my shattered soul, the crying seas humming a soft
melody of vowels in the drifting air, the crazed trembling
pounding my heart into various millenniums, the disintegrating
stillness that was swallowed by the crashing sounds of waves
reaching intensifying magnitudes upon my vessel, the emptiness
in the falling landscape that was steadily declining without purpose, while I laid stretched out like a dying flower on the bare solemnness beach, feeling the ticking beat of death evaporating my existence.