literature

Tide

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I am trying
to understand,
to breathe,
but I am taking on water
and every thought
is drowning.

The dull ache
pumping
inside my chest
is dependable,
a ticking pendulum -
consistent
and ever present.

Memory
is beautifully tragic,
everything
reminds me
not of where I am,
but
where I long
to be.

Some days
I wish for amnesia,
for the calm
that comes
with that vacancy
that
absence of feeling...

And yet
I still treasure moments
so much
a part of me
that I
would not be myself
without them,
without you.

There is a sense
that love
may ebb as the ocean
and I must wait
and see
if the tide shall
carry me
or bury me
beneath the sea.
What is the truth...
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careyanne75's avatar
Gorgeous! Beautiful! Amazing! I felt this from the very first line, great writing.