as the waves undermine,
i open my eyes and begin to scream,
letting the water fill my lungs,
a result of what was yet to come,
because of the beast ,
that reared its ugly head,
i was shunned from the world,
and taken into the arms of my watery grave.
the weeds clutching on to the sea floor,
pulled me down,
into a world i have yet to discover,
a world where no one can find me,
for i am just a ghost of my own past.
a soul who couldn't save the beating heart,
of a dearly beloved.
left with only a mind flooded,
with vexed emotions and broken dreams,
no can save me,
for i am just a shell of who i used to be.
my body gets tangled with the weeds,
as they embrace me,
pulling me,
keeping me as their sunken treasure.
i close my eyes and stop screaming,
for i have found my salvation,
in the depths of where the ocean meets the earth.
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Epigrams
PoetryIt appears you've found my book and before you decide to read it's contents, know that... These poems are everything that is me. (Also the cover was made by my buddy FierroThorne!)