May 25, 2015
11:31 pm
Waves of Despair
To this whirlwind mystery
I reach for the sun
Beaming amidst the sunset dream
Clouding my lungs
As I breathe drops of
Leftover from pain
Residue ashes to diminished hopes
Scattered bones to from body blow
To my emotional figure
I tiredly tread the water
Gasping for acceptance
Choking from spewed words
Torn between sudden screams
And hidden expectations
While I hold back my tears
To my confused silence
Tidal waves of despair
Wash me back
To the drowning sea
Drifting away
I drown
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
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