essence

everything i am

isnt anything

new to man

a tale told before

as the crew

drowns in the cabin

my body trapped

in the helm

my everything

mixing with the

saline solution

blood and all

one with the waves

my carcass remains

to tell the tale

of my love again

Reviews

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This felt like going back to the bad story you started with after all those wounds. You've suffered all the pain, maybe you've moved on, grown up, but you've been through everything... and you're going back there because maybe you've been through the worst and it can't get any worse, or maybe it's just that pain is familiar now.

I love the way you write, please be good to yourself.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love is often the captain on an aimless sea...waves of reality drown us.