Drowning Deep- 2

The second part of the poem with more intensity and a challenge to move on.

DROWNING DEEP PART TWO

Laughing at myself in the mirror,

With a knife to my throat I’d gently slither…

 

You see what I don’t,

You do what I won’t,

That heavy breathing,

Will certainly always haunt…

 

I am drowning deep in the shallows,

The rising humor of the gallows,

My heart is screaming and so is yours,

You were wrong and so was I,

Now it is too hard to say goodbye!

 

Begging you from my knees,

Leaving you with the keys,

To my heart and to my soul,

You’ve always been my broken piece…

 

The puzzle of my life,

I am never getting it right,

As though it lies downstream,

I am sitting really tight…

 

 

I see a future that you fail to see,

I feel the warmth that you forget to feel,

My eyes are heavy but sleepless I have been,

Thinking of you- is my only sin!

 

I know you notice my drooping head,

And my eyes,

I am cheesed off,

Tired of telling what I feel,

Tired of your yelling,

From your stupid love someday I’ll heal…  

Reviews

[Flutterby aish]

Even better than before...It's heartbreaking and somewhere or the other its relatable! Haven't we all gone through this atleast once in our lives! Thanks for sharing!

[Gaurav Walia]

Thank you, Futterby Ash...

[Scott Metro]

It unfolds as would a spring flower. It gives us no warning so contemplation is an after thought...we cannot keep pace with it..only react to it.....such is life.
Enjoyed your write.
Scott

[Gaurav Walia]

Thanks a ton, Scott. I appreciate it.