Home-made happiness

It'd be perfect right now..

you're letting me sink under

the deeper the further

I go each time while he tries

to pull me back up over, time after. 

Verde weeds that strangled me down

wrapping tight enclosures upon my veins

burst, life escapes at a run 

blood-blue rippling defiantly 

thin whims, drifting through salty waters

coloured of ocean skies crying out drops of anger

burning acid to my thin wintered skin,

fair as light feathers steering through 

charging winds, away from harm, 

you never stopped to ask

the feeling my throat copes with, barely

able to walk through today

any more, just torn apart eyes

they see more truth through every day

each hour screams terrifying trivial 

it leaves me cold, you left me alone

and though the darkness is warm, 

the night is cold as frozen, icehearted 

you by her side. Now taken, myself to the waters,

Soul turns to feathers in this evening sky.

Reviews

[Wondering Mind]

painful, beautiful imagery

[Nobody.]

really felt this one. quite cerebral.....and using wintered as a verb was sheer brilliance. wish I'd thought of that.

cheers!