Shipwreck

Just something I felt I needed to get off my chest.

I am the shipwreck, scattered and torn I'm littering the surface like a nest of forgotten memories, as it waits for my body to feel the ocean floor.

I am the captain. I will stand tall, waiting to be consumed by it all. The water and rain splash upon my face as I am waiting to drown.

I am the storm. Thou shall feel my roar deafen all. I conduct this orchestra for a last symphony with an almighty sound.

I feel the water consuming me patiently. And I wash away these splinters resting deep within my heart, screaming as it pumps.

I take one last breath as the water fills up my lungs and I slowly sink into the abyss knowing I won't be missed.

Christoffer L. 22/06/2017

Reviews

[Relic]

Such tumultuous water, wind and waves wail during a storm o the sea. Once you go under, the silence takes over as you are thrown around. Nice personification in this.

Good poem.

[maria ( rose)]

Powerful & Deep yet so wise. Felt every emotion portrayed here..Great Write!