For Her

Symbolism of a love that makes you feel trapped so is it really love at all?

For her

 

her love pulled me in like waves

                        she had me crashing and thrashing

                                    wild for a breath of air

 

I was suffocating in her grasp

that wrapped me like a newborn babe

            searching for comfort and warmth

 

and I found her arms couldn’t hold me at all

                        her strength lied only in the power of numbers

                                    yet her waves dragged me far from shore

 

but if this is love, how can I say

                        she doesn’t ground me like the land could

                                    that her blood tastes of dirt and suffering and I hate it

 

I don’t long for her at all

                        and I’m sorry I long for stability of sand

                                    when its not your fault the water is wild and unforgiving

 

                        

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Emily]

I love how you worded this poem. Good job!

[Carly]

Thanks, Emily :)