Deep Blue

Like the feel before a relationship ends, breath held in wait

Deep tears- which fall on deaf ears
and go unseen- by blind eyes.

There's an ocean
that lapse and crashes
against the rocks and boulders
over and over again.

A relationship, broken,
surrounded by the color blue,
brought to the brink
just waiting for something new.

There were bad decisions, once or twice,
but now you finally brought to the edge;

Toes hanging over- arms outspread,
as if to keep balance.

Breath held in wait.

Author's Note

Have you ever felt like this? Is this a good description of that feeling?
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