up down
trapped in churning waves
pulling you under
thunder chrashes and lightning screams
you reach for the surface
desperate
it breaks
the sea is calm
you can float
gulls sing
the sun glistens
you rest
your finger tips making patterns in the waves
ripples
is it worth the storm?
the sun turns hot
blinding
you sheild your eyes
it's not enough
the sea boils
you scream
and get pulled under
things are calm
dark
empty
the sea is dead and cold
and is taking you with it
you hear a rumble of thunder and close your eyes
you wait for the calm
Jan 19, 2020
Jan 19, 2020 at 12:46 PM UTC
up down
trapped in churning waves
pulling you under
thunder chrashes and lightning screams
you reach for the surface
desperate
it breaks
the sea is calm
you can float
gulls sing
the sun glistens
you rest
your finger tips making patterns in the waves
ripples
is it worth the storm?
the sun turns hot
blinding
you sheild your eyes
it's not enough
the sea boils
you scream
and get pulled under
things are calm
dark
empty
the sea is dead and cold
and is taking you with it
you hear a rumble of thunder and close your eyes
you wait for the calm