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Sinking

At the surface

Still waters

Dip a finger into the liquid body

Cold

Like me

Inside

Remove my coat

Fold it neatly

And place it on the frozen earth

Blink away tears

The end was coming

Blood had been spilt

To many tears lost

The skies were falling ....

I heard death calling

Remove my shoes

That bound me from running

Away from the screams

Wade into the waters

Disturbing the sleeping waves

Cold liquid envelopes my ankles

My breath hindered

Keep going

The wind whispers

Don't stop

I look to the blue heavens above my fragile

Human head

This is all that's left

When my path has darkened

And my light has escaped

Wishing through opened windows

At my waste now

My blood fills the pools

Seeping my misery

Spreading through the crystal waters

Tainting them

But I don't stop

Even when the ice chilled water

Scratches at my neck

Not even when I'm completely emerged

I'm drowning , sinking

In my pain

I scream beneath the waters

I scream for every heartbeat

That was skipped

Every moment that he missed

Every unjust tear shed

For every scar

For every nightmare

For every time I was hurt

For every word that broke through me

I screamed for death to take me

I screamed for it to stop

I sunk deeper

So deep ...

Like the cuts

In my body

Like the scars on my heart

From the abandonment

From my hatred

For the fire that simmered

And crackled in me

For my wasted passion

For every second taken from me

I sank deeper

I Sank faster ...

Just to find

I was an angel

Hidden behind frozen shut doors

With battered wings

And broken hope

Living in the dusk

When I should've looked for dawn

I found

Death was much quiter

Than the choir of cruelty

That we face

Everyday

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Written by
katlyn-orthman
21 / F / American
Published
Nov 3, 2012
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