Sunday, March 13, 2011

before i submerge (the plea)

There is nothing more debilitating than knowing you are drowning but not recalling how to swim
When there are tsunamis in your lungs
When you can't ever seem to breath
Do you know what an ocean of tears tastes like hitting the back of your throat
every time you swallow?
Daggers dipped in your own blood are especially tart
There will be bloodshed and war next time someone summons my soul like you did
and leaves me out to dry beneath the merciless sun
where were you when there was no moon to guide me home
I am so lonely that my heart echoes come back here.