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Isabella Herrera Jan 2014
as the ocean, you breathe,

as the clouds darken, your sadness awakens,

into the graveyard you sleep.

-i.h
Isabella Herrera Jan 2014
you were hazardous, they warned me

but I loved you more than the ocean loved the sea

so we loved

and loved

'til I had nothing to bleed

and after we loved

you loaded your gun,

only to point it at me.

-i.h
Isabella Herrera Jan 2014
the ocean consumes your corpse,

elk and raven sing as you die

a sweet melody as you

leave with a tide.

-i.h
Isabella Herrera Jan 2014
your heart, an art gallery,

i’d like to study, i’d like to draw,

paintings for you to display in

your heart, an art gallery.

-i.h
Isabella Herrera Jan 2014
You’re in the constellations I see as I gaze into the night,

you’re in the ocean, I watch as you leave with the tides,

I see you when things become unbearable,  you visit in my sleep,

when I can’t take another moment of this pain, I see you when I bleed.

-i.h
Isabella Herrera Jan 2014
Every single lonely day

I spend in the unbearable silence

of your isolation

and every heartbreaking night

I wither in the ghost of your arms

wrapped around me

-i.h
Isabella Herrera Jan 2014
His love is an ocean

and I am drowning.

Every second his heart beats

is another tidal wave, bringing me under

and as I sink, I think of all the things

I am terrified of believing in,

such as love.

The deeper I sink, the louder my depression sings

the feeling I thought I had forgotten returns.

I begin to take comfort in my suffering,

and as I sink into my sorrow, I hear your voice

and know that I am loved,

and for once,

I stop trying to swim.

-i.h
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