A sinking ship.
These beautiful sapphire studded depths have claimed many.
It has taken hold of those doomed to ruination.
The apexed bicker while the world lay neglected in their conflict.
Privileged from their lofty perches.
Knowing not of the damned in the neglected world.
Words don't matter anymore.
When feelings are left to slowly die.
I know they grow tired of me.
And the things I've said to you.
But now I'm just slowly sinking, into the depths of this indigo mosaic.
Left listless.
Wondering.
If we could fix this anymore.
The love I was left with when life was torn away didn't seem like enough.
It wasn't heard and returned by the apexed.
Not to go down with the ship this time.
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Sunrise or Sunset: The Sea of Sapphire
PoetryPleasantMajority here. Some of you may have somehow read my first solid venture into poetry: Sunrise or Sunset: The garden of hugs. Others are new. In this collective I intend on taking my visitors into the depths of the ocean. All the way from the...
