across the oceans surface
my hopes float amongst the waves
lapping against the shore with a violent rhythm
the tide growing angrier with every retraction
desperation making the water cold
reaching hypothermic temperatures
eventually,
my aspirations and everything I have ever known
will sink to the bottom
where they will remain
along with the promises you broke
and all the words I never got to say
Feb 12, 2014
Feb 12, 2014 at 3:04 AM UTC
across the oceans surface
my hopes float amongst the waves
lapping against the shore with a violent rhythm
the tide growing angrier with every retraction
desperation making the water cold
reaching hypothermic temperatures
eventually,
my aspirations and everything I have ever known
will sink to the bottom
where they will remain
along with the promises you broke
and all the words I never got to say
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