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Feeling unkempt from shortness of breath
Brain functions less as cloud covers ahead
Given a rest when energy spent
Lungs are suppressed
No control in the chest
Closeness too dense
Muffled words left to float in the air
Stifled and drowned
Faint from the crown
Blood pressure down
Warmth idling for me not to care
Few beads of sweat, heat heavy and wet
Recovery yet but soon on the mend
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sinking out at sea, badly out of breath  
i'm crowning against the water's navy crest  
swarmed are clowning sirens here to laugh at me  
all swam from so far to come and watch in gladly
smiling as they see my slow, stressful wade to death  
laughing as my arms and legs do their very best

if they were kind  
if they would listen  
i'd beg them for  
the air i'm missing:

come kiss me, please,
that's all i'm asking
come kiss me, please,
my lungs are collapsing

you exhale, i'll inhale  
i'll make you a trade  
i'll help fix the oil spill  
by your ocean's bay

mother nature and her water-daughter entrapping me  
and things are getting dark as i drift down in the deep  
seasick from the water that never ceases to seep  
while everything that makes me, me begins to leave  
there goes my compassion, and there my memory  
there goes my god, and everything i've believed

i couldn't tell you the names of my friends anymore  
i can't remember the colour of my bedrooms door  
i think in the arms of the ocean my memory sailed away  
there's nothing i can remember, not even from today  
i don't know if this is suicide or what i would do that for  
i don't know anything except for that i want no more

sweet sirens, if you're still near me  
i know you could hear me,  
i need you, please, I am so weary

come kiss me, please,
that's all i'm asking
come kiss me, please,
my lungs are collapsing

exhale into my mouth  
i want to live now and  
i want to come out,  
i'm washed free of doubt

seafoam sweeps along, i’m swallowed in the sea
faring my final moments, my body failing me
next up is a trial deciding will i be punished or go free
the jury knows what i’ve done, it’s like nothing they’ve ever seen
but i’m only dreg, a shadow of the person i used to be
so is justice just that when all that i was has unravelled away from me?
Anya Jan 22
And who
are you
to wonder why
The seas and suns
may never die
And who
are you
to ask and beg
To want and pry
upon one leg
And who
are you
to love the sick
The weak and meek
who all die quick
And who
are you
to see the world
The bane you cried
and rock you hurled
And who
are you
to mend what broke
With hands of bone
and grey torn cloak
And who
are you
to take my life
My love, my praise,
my distanced strife
And who
are you
to heed cold breath
To leave your form
with name of Death
are soon
to greet me there
Beneath the walk
of Davy’s lair
Mystic Ink Plus Dec 2019
No one can save

The one
The thoughts
Genre: Micro Verse
Theme: Thinking Mind
Author's Note: Save me from myself
Sophia Nov 2019
Violets are blue,
Like the water I fell in
Now it's getting hard to breathe
Where I dwell
So be my gamer girl
And i'll be your gamer boy.
Sophia Oct 2019
What did we do
To deserve this punishment?
We children of the ******

A fate worse than death
Cheated our last breath
We children of the ******

Pain so surreal
Her body will feel
That child that is now dead
The man who killed
Will certainly fulfill
A fate worse than death

An innocent toy
For such a young boy
That child that is now dead
With lungs filled with water
The boy did not falter
A fate worse than death

What did we do
To deserve this punishment?
We children of the ******

A fate worse than death
Cheated our last breath
We children of the ******
Anna Sep 2019
This is not what we thought it was
This is not a poem about love
I promised you I would write our love to the stars__
But what could I write if that was not what we thought?

I gave you half of my fried chips
Shared other foods
As my bed and my heart
But all you did was take it and leave
When you felt satisfied.

I don't see the fairness in this
Miss the smell you had in the mornings
Soft maritime lull mixed with pumpkin pie
My favorite childhood memory
I could hear birds singing in my ear
When you whispered at it.

In the end all I had
Was my body thrown into the sea
Tempestuous and deep sea
I could see the lightnings through it
As my body was taken by the waves.

I'm a little drunk, trembling like the touch of your fingers
Before throwing me overboard
Without shouting that there I was
On the verge of drowning.

I asked you before all that
Turn me into the memory you would never ever forget
Lock me in your depths and keep me there
As I will do until I die
Drowned by the love you said it was.
SaintMethyl Aug 2019
Aside the awaited and repetitive crash of the tide,
The shimmering glint of the the adorned moon providing the only light whilst reflecting in to the tall spires of the waves
They cleanse the earth and retreat,
As they pull away they take me adrift.
Consumed by the nature of the movement.
Dragged further in to the omnipotent essence.
For the first time the beauty of the landscape is all too real,
Silhouettes of the stark trees stab out like spears in the sanctuary of the forest.
For habitats teeming with life have never seemed so dead.
I concur with insight that the alienation of this land is merely due to being bred in the unnatural antithesis,
A man of the city can find peace and solace in the strangest places.
Safe in the knowledge nothing can be as uncertain or trivial as what has been left behind.
SH Jun 2019
i would cross seas to **** your demons,
but i am afraid i drowned in the riptide
trying to get to you
What do you think I should
name the poem?
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