Utakata

Utakata

A Poem by Flapjack
"

-Random thoughts bubbling to the top of ones brain-

"
The world around me is
sinking
or is it me
that's sinking?!
I want to float to the top
like a bubble out of the mouth
of a someone screaming
out the final wishes
their last words.
the things you wish you could have whispered at that moment come screaming out
as you in hail in water and shut your eyes tight
you can feel it
bubbling
up to your throat and lashing out
and you
Regret you
wish you
could have
made that all so much different
At the top of the water I can see the bubbles
Coming to the surface.
Don't sink away in the darkness!
I'm listening !
Reaching out I thrash through those cloudy thoughts those murky memories
and I can see you I can
Feel you!
Gripping you tightly as you shout out everything building up inside of you
I cant help but be envious....
Your able to in a moment like this
Release everything and let the calm surface only bubble of the life you lead.
This time you wont be alone in this madness of the rifting tides.
Cause you are bubbles i am the wind
I'll carry you of the surface of this pain and away
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The darkness is overwhelming of the waters surface
I can feel it piecing this voice of mine
and silencing this once
brave soul I carried
Shouting out I can feel my voice shaking as I tremble my fist tight with anger as the bubble flood out 
Ripping through the cold silence my voice reaches you.
And in a moment
all that connected us
were these
bubbles.

© 2011 Flapjack


Author's Note

Flapjack
No clue what the hell I was thinking just lashing out at the keyboard. Ment to be confusing I don't really understand it. A story of one's self trying to combined the other half that's gone away? Or maybe been pushed away....Either or idk felt good...to release the bubbles..

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Added on October 13, 2011
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Flapjack
Flapjack

Chateauroux, Basse-Normandie, France



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