the cold fills your lungs,
splashing around in your stomach,
the salt rising to your chin.
the cries fill your ears,
the rocks bleed your feet,
the salt numbs your tongue.
your eyes only see darkness,
the waves toss your body,
but no one is about to save you.
his tousled, blonde hair;
his sharp jawline;
his rough, calloused touch.
his soft-spoken mind,
his delicate words,
and his damning blue eyes.
my god,
you're drowning.
you're drowning.
but you'll tell yourself that
he'll save you. that
he loves you, so he'll save you.
i'm so sorry.
he's terrified of water.
he doesn't know how to swim.
he's always ran away from the waves.
he's not your savior.
he's an anchor, and
he will pull you down
and drown you.
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Silent Chaos
PoetryIt's too quiet. The loudest thing is your heart beating. You can feel your pulse throughout your whole body and it's overwhelming. You're breathing too loud in a place where life does not exist. The silence is invading into your mind, filling it wit...
