Do you remember that night?
The night you died?
You ran to the sea
Almost unconscious.
Your body craved to be exposed
To the cold winter air.
You could almost hear
As your bones were trembling
Underneath your dry frosty skin.
The waves were calling you,
Beckoning you towards your future.
They stole your future.
As you were embraced by the water,
Your head was already filled
With nothing
But dread.
You almost fought for survival.
Submerged underneath,
The water was singing your name.
And you were dancing to the melody
That had you drowning.
And you were willing
To give it your last drop of air.
Your body
Was not yours to control.
It was already consumed
By the Sirens of the sea.
And your purple lips
Were singing
In sync with the Water Nymphs’ song.
And you were enjoying every second of it
For you have had enough
Of everything going wrong.
Your attempts
To go above water
Were more than plain hopeless,
For you had already soled your rightful place
In the world of the living.
Your skin was not yours anymore.
It was hardly even human flesh,
For it was blue like the sea.
You almost looked like a Nymph yourself.
Your teeth cracked
To the exposure of the winter air.
You were not welcomed above anymore,
You were to be endlessly in water.
Your whole naked body
Was chained
With invisible shackles,
Pulling you down,
Showing you mercilessly
Where you were now belonging.
Last attempt.
And the bottom cried your name,
Melting your fragile
Naked young body
In the icy depths.
Do you remember that night?
The night you died?
You ran to the sea
Almost alive.
And you seem to be pleased
With how the waves play
With your unsteady corps.
You seem fine
With the way they spin you around
Until you can’t understand anymore
Where is up
And where is down.
You don’t seem bothered
By the way the water
Mashes your head in the rocks.
You seem okay
With the sea draining your blood.
And you don’t seem to care
How the cold winter water
Takes your empty life.
Simply
You reached to Heaven.
And it reached to you.
You were endlessly searching
For something
More Than This.
And that consumed you.
This was inspired by a book (Patrick Ness - More Than This) I read few months ago. It was very emotional for me, since I found myself related to the protagonist...
