scathed by bruises and marks of your discomfort
i know not where they descend
for i am stumbling through polluted rivers
shades swirling in its malcontent
hot drops of clear water
scorned upon the ashes
stealing from my purity
with every second i sink further into the malicious waves
rippled with your treachery and drowned in my fears
drops; suspended
drops of me
pooling there
ambitious to cascade over the edge
and crash through the walls builts here
tides
back and forth
swaying
i feel their pull
distant on the shore
buried by the sea
cut ties
enclosed in a silver box
i hope it sinks into the unknown depths
accompanied by sweet serenity