Waves stimulate a pattern,
Just like your words mould me,
Vast and deep our love
like the ocean sea.

Moon retreats its call,
Ships upon ships they wain,
Here I lay alone, 
An anchor without a chain.

The mark you left on me is hollow.
Only noticeable by the vast shadow
That suffocates and restores 
And pierces my skin 
Like a tattoo of shame and sabotage
Visible for the next antagonist to watch.