Capsized – that, I was,
Opalescent, as well
Pallid and overcast,
To where in the blue
Should I dwell?
Down there,
In the depths of evermore
Out there,
Where I can't reach the shore
In here,
So I could resurface for awhile
Somewhere,
Sure, I can swim a mile
Tell me,
To where in the blue do I belong?
Must I let myself fall headlong?
And if I ever survive,
If I would stay alive,
Would I change,
Or will the water?
Is it for the worse,
Or for better?
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Depth of Me •••#Wattys2018•••
Poetry"I'll write for what was left within the ashes; for the depth of me when all else is gone." cover drawing by: Carolina Roda
