Sink

randon spoken work rant/poem. pretty rough around the edges but still would like feedback

I think my confidence begin to sink in your seas just about that time you tied your anchor to me, and If I was captain I’d sail away with all of your problems, let them vanish in the oceans breeze. But I’ve never been a leader and these waters are rough, so for now I’ll keep drowning until I’ve reached the oceans bottom cusp.
Where your anchor is firmly stationed surrounded by our differences in perspective.
But all i keep thinking about is how one day I hope I won’t regret this. After all these jagged pieces of our relationship are left scratching at the floor and this is through, how the hell will I pick up pieces and find something that doesn’t look just like you.  This is certainly my difficulty in starting brand new. Starting over and expecting the pieces of my life to not catch the reflection of your eyes, the memories of our shared times.

Author's Note

rough i know. just lemme know what you think of the ideas.

Reviews

[katy]

Overall, I really like this piece! I love the imagery you created with the ocean and how the relationship is compared to the ocean floor. I am however a little comfused when you end with "I pray to go this could just be fixed just be over with." It felt like throughout the piece you were looking back on the relationship and you drowning was some sort of closure. When said that you "pray that it could just be fixed," it seems like you are just in a rough patch of the relationship, but from what I understand, the relation ship is over, so it seems to not fit. But don't forget, I absolutely LOVE this piece.