I'm Not Giving Up, I'm Just Giving In.

This is a piece I wrote about letting go of all the things that torment me from the past, the unresolved issues I allowed to fester and rot within me, I now release them and begin anew.

 As the long dark Night approaches, No fractured moonlight on the sea.  

I find myself preparing for the hours without the reassuring light of Luna. 

 

I'm not giving up, I'm just giving in to the tides of the ocean and the crushes of heaven bringing forth Torrents of cascading hidden tears drops, with tempered waters which this time, demands to be felt; No more will it be held back,  

Providing a façade of calm above as the rip currents tear apart all that lives below the surface; 

Only known in the silence of the darkest night. 

 

Tonight, I roar as my concealed demons are released; I bid them each farewell, 

For torment me, they shall no more, 

I have grown tired and weak of their abuses of the sensory ear; 

As they whisper songs of 'Never Let Me Go' 

I have grown immune to their flirtatious persuasion and I go under, 

Calling forth the torrents of the heavens, to absolve me of these faithful demons who have been with me since early years. 

 

As the arms of the ocean deliver me, 

I am faced with a heavy choice to make, those beautiful scars left by those devoted tormentors, 

I am now under, so sweet and so cold; whilst my now abandoned romanticized demons sing the Gospel, 

But I'm not giving up, I'm just giving in 

And it's over as the waves of a once tempered ocean deliver me upon the Sunlit shore, 

As the now honest devotion comes washing over me. 

-Omar Latief

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Using the sea as imagery in this situation is an effective device. Surrender is not the same thing as despair. Excellent psychology and an excellent message.