Carlota S

Carlota S Apr 2020

When all feels lost.

And

Concrete becomes quick-sand.

I grasp for the shadows.

And

Within those shadows.

I hear Death’s laughter.

See His smile.

Feel His fire.

And I am comforted.

Carlota S Apr 2020

Dear Life

Eight. 9. Try 10. Maybe eleven. No. 12:30 pm? I guess. The bed below me vanishes.

Life, ha. Oh, life. I didn’t know you had it in you. To create company so poor. So contradicting. Soul devouring;

limbs for dessert?

To let me drown in the company of another. To invert my innards, remove my senses, and spin me around.

Ready, set, go.

Down I go.

Life isn't always happy

Carlota S Apr 2020

Waves

My heart, a sinking ship

Bereft of balanced beams

Descends deeper towards its doom; Depth

creating elusive dreams

My hope, a shifting plate

Converged with reality

Shifts, shatters, shakes its foundation

A quake leaving heavy debris

My body, a tattered shoe

Weary from the long trek

Desperately pleading for its restoration

Left a disheveled wreck

#unbalanced #disoriented #ocean #waves #love

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