Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2011
As if my own soul
Followed the diving birds
Into the ***** water
As if that water washed it clean
Worries carried from another day dripped away

Down through the crystal water
The birds dragged my aimless, wandering heart
Helping me to drown it in the present
Choking the polluted past from my thoughts
Suffocating me with the possibility
Of having to be apart
The pain of drowning in the pain
Strengthening the will to truly live
And enticing the mind to set the soul free

As if the cleansing allowed me to see
The glistening sunset fire
Flying across the water
Bright and untarnished
As it was meant to be
Flames and sparks obscuring all my
Misguided, misused memories

As if it let me hear the silence
Screaming in my ears
Silence that that could not be heard
Over the sound of imagined tears

The birds in the water helped me to reach
Past my own reflection
Past the distant shore
As if it was only water

I know there was something more
Aila Natasha
Written by
Aila Natasha
557
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems