I am vulgar, I am rotting
a corpse left under water
senseless and sightlessly waiting
while flesh drips off of shattered bones,
Fish feast upon the stale body.
Eyes stare to a sea of horror
escaped souls in dirty water
silence fuels my contemplation
about a life that I had lived
Particles of flesh escape me
evacuating a lost cause
A Shadow lurks within the depths
A cloud of forgotten feeling
with the desire to live again
Emotion erased arises
My scaly skin exposed to air
Wounds fester from vitality
and I wish to disentagrate
or dissolve in evil tides
The air burns in my weakened lungs
and I had yet to see a face
that made the pain of revival
a burden fit for me to bear
Before I could retreat again
I learned to love the burning sun
and the Shadows it cast for me.
Surfacing
- August 04, 2009
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