Death came so suddenly
Her ego giving weight beneath her
There was no longer any room for her to survive
So to survive, she had to make up fairytales
She forgot the legends of the old, forgot that they were real, and pretended that she was / that she is normal
She felt her heart give out from underneath her
Like she were falling through 5 layers of quicksand
There was no telling when death happened
But when it did, it had his smile
And she knew, she knew deep in her gut, that she would never recover from his touch
Death had abandoned her here
In the concrete jungle
In the buildings rising out into the sky
Death told her that she no longer existed
And she believed it
Death told her to shut up
And so she did
YOU ARE READING
The Last Mermaid
PoetryEver had a dream you confused with life? Ever feel yourself slipping away into the waves? Ever feel that you've just gathered wings to fly away from this mess? Well... you have. You may be one of the last mermaids. Part anthology, part diary of grie...
