lying on the ocean floor
staring up
with blind eyes
as the salt
gushes down my throat
i fear that if i
close my eyes
i'll wake up
and my soul will be
taken, emotions lost
senses perished
feelings gone
i need something
to hold onto
i dont want to
fade away
a living ghost
give me your hand
and i promise i wont
drag you down with me
down down down
to the ocean floor.
1 comment:
I'm So sorry i haven't been keeping up, But when i do it's well worth it, Everything you write is so... (Agh, i can't think of the perfect word...(i don't think it exists(I'll have to make one(Amazing+Descriptive+Emotive+Genius=Adegmemeason)Yes, that works))..Adegmemeason(sounds aztec))
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