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The Shallow End

Contributed by Tot on Friday, 20th July 2007 @ 07:46:38 AM in AEST
Topic: abstract

It must be the way
I turn the thoughts inside my head
that brings about
this lonely dread

tuned upon the breast of fate
turning the curses of my speech
a simple voice
so quiet, so plain
no boldness, no strength

mud stained clothes
drowning just beneath what is this hill
I cannot breach

so inside
barreling through this gun
splinters in these little hands
waiting for someone

Truly, you do not believe I shall last
beyond these few meek and meager moments
where my eyes, barely fixed upon the sunlight
dress the evening with its shade

somewhere down below
I can feel the impressions upon my toes
so, what if I were to let go?
would my everything drown with me?
I cannot be the glue of the world
for my pieces are shattered into many

What is broken may someday be repaired
but upon the grasses as I lay
I find it hard to see the way

The breath of death
is not so pleasant as the life giving intake
for one is the beginning and the other the end

What choice do I have, if not to let go?
crashing into this forgotten misfortune
it seems to find me each time upon its departure

Perhaps I could stand here a moment and be saved
but alas I am drowning..
swimming to my grave
even as my feet firmly press upon this earth
my eyes swim in darkness
my mind in the rivers swamped so with death
I am so overshadowed by what lies just beyond in the sand
that my body sinks swiftly so weighted
my life I am drowning
sinking in the shallow end

Copyright © Tot ... [ 2007-07-20 07:46:38]
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Re: The Shallow End (User Rating: 1 )
by PhantomVampyress on Saturday, 21st July 2007 @ 12:00:51 AM AEST
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this is a very insightful thought provoking poem. what is beneath that sand? i really liked this and the flow to it.. very well penned out..

rock on,

vampyress Jenni

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