introspectivity. a poetry collection

𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

in the deep, dark waters

at the bottom of the sea

with no one but my family

without them, 

I would be lonely

before the comfort

before the joy

inside my soul, 

I was alone

but now I am whole

along the shore, 

I am whole

across the many oceans, 

I am whole

among the cold ocean water

with no one to bother me, 

just many comforts

around the reef, 

we would swim

but they are gone

after a swim

along the coast, 

they went too far

onto the smooth sand, 

which was their tomb

towards the ocean, 

they went, washed away,

 never to be seen again

beyond the pearly gates of Heaven,

they were there, 

every step of the way

but they are still living in my heart