How can one thought,so far away,
so impossible, cause such reaction?
it brings waves,cold as stone,
dazed they leave me brutally on the shore.
The aftermath of the rocks
against thin skin and thick bones
makes it worth it,those thoughts,
those daggers save me,
they numb me,
they relieve me.
I am left empty,gentle
lulled asleep inside my mind while the chaos brings me down to my knees, I don't rest,
eyes so observant,in denial,naïve,question the outside,
while inside ignorance eats the crumpled edges of my soul,
nowhere to rest.
Even the waves subside,
they leave me unprotected,
while the sea is infinite,
my waves are not the only waves,
so selfish,I throw myself over the cliff,
dragging my limbs with precision,
nowhere to rest.
It's invisible,the cloak that brings me sadness,
I flow,and not even then
their waves are quite,
they don't lull me to sleep,
they keep me conscious,
until there's nothing left of me,
nothing, I am nothing.
And still my shore is empty,their waves
cruelly crashing the stone,
deservedly waiting for its drowning.
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✒Poems And Thoughts.
Poetry"The best things in our life are unseen; this is why we close our eyes when we laugh, dream or kiss." Compilation of poems and quotes; hope you'll like it. P.S》Most of these parts are not mine. Credits to the rightful owners.
