Damn The Ocean; A Black Storm.

09-13-2012 12:12 pm

I am a black lake, my reflection darker then the devil's blood.
I have no hope today, no ambition,
I want to give up again, a tiring repeat of twelve years age.
And I said I would not come back here but that blade looks eager.
I hate to say it but my alge is poisonious,
And if you come any closer, you will be swimming with my fish.
They're paranas, and even they do not like me.
Well the acid rain falls and the wind is cold.
The storm is brewing more and more, and I cannot escape.
No, I could never escape myself.
Did I say it just to be sinister or honest?

Reviews

[Castonovia]

*Can never escape myself*, huh, churning tides full of emotions. This piece is deep and dark... a very compelling write ;)