Torn
I listen to the waves as they rumble
and roar and ripple to shore
Haunting sounds that capture my soul
Leaving me breathless and begging for more.
My watery mistress screams out to me
Sad and mournful she cries out to the night
She waits for me in the cold dark sea.
Stark brilliant stars stare down at me
Alone at the waters edge
Taunting me, teasing me
Her whispered promises to set me free.
All I have to do is close my eyes
Just give in and take her limp cold hand
And whisper my goodbyes
To face my demise.
I’m not ready I scream to the sea!
But I’m caught in her wave of sweet song
So soothing, so welcoming she sings to me
Like a drug that I crave but it feels so wrong
But I stumble closer to the edge,
To her; to where I feel I belong.
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prettysplposted on 11/07/2009
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