Sold my soul, heard the sirens
Another day, a vicious silence
Another round of pounding violence
Sold my soul, watched the water
Tried to swim, but it got harder
Now I'm drowning in the waters
Drowning in the flood
Say I'm always misunderstood
Just like you always thought I would
Watch me take the flood and make it
Bend my will and break it
Take everything it gives and
Watch the bottle fill
I am raging, like the waters
Tame me, for a moment, take me
Higher than the great sea
Paint me in the shadows
Crazy, doesn't matter when we
Part the waters
I'll let the flood consume me
Let it break and ruin me
You never even knew me
But as the sirens wail
I will not let my dream fail
The water tells no lies
And neither do I
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Inkblood Poetry
PoetryPoetry is the most efficient way for me to express things, even when I can't define it in a way that makes sense. And I think that's the beautiful thing about it - that poetry doesn't even need to be defined. It just exists.
