Bottle green waves of sadnessA Poem by YheelaThis deeply disturbing sadness feels so threatening. It's like seeing a huge wave coming at me and all I can do is try to hold my breath, try not to get disoriented when it hits me. Swept away by something cold, salty, clear as glass yet deep green.
My days are like living outside of time, wounds can't heal and I never stop falling. This deeply disturbing sadness is all I know.
Can't breathe, can't think, can't swim, not sinking, no nothing. © 2012 Yheela |
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Added on September 13, 2012 Last Updated on September 13, 2012 AuthorYheelaGotene, SwedenAboutReader, geek, published poet and author, gamer, nerd, mom, lazy, N7, wannabe, kind, Browncoat, ironic, Borderlander, crafty and a lot more ... ~*~ more..Writing
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