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Some days, most days
i could do without my head
cut it off before i drown
suffocation is a slow way to go
living in the vast oceans of what's pass'd
wars fought, battles lost
the history that once was
written out, Morse code in my mind
thunderous sounds of sinking ships
dots & dashes deafening, it never ceases to exist
.... . .-.. .--. help                sinking fast
i'll show you the frost that killed the posies
it remains intact like the iceberg that sank the titanic
it drips enough to drown the opposing stroke'rs
spaces between the echoes of a soul saved
breathless, pleading for air before the final time
waiting patiently for my three dots & a dash...

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Author's Note

Reviews

[Jack...]

You know, even when you pen something with dark and sad undertones like this I still find beauty in your words. It seems to me that there is nothing you can't write that appears on the screen with some kind of beautiful vision following in its wake.

When I think back on all of the poetry I have read by you, the only word I can ever come up with is amazing. The thought of not having the opportunity to read it is devastating. Another wonderful piece my friend.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Jack, I wrote this one some time ago when I literally lost my head that day, so had to pen it, didn't think it would work, it's not one of my favorites, glad you enjoy'd it, made me rethink my own thoughts on it...

[Archangel Gabriel]

A creative piece indeed my Lady with a dark undercurrent. I had to go and check out morse code though to read that eleventh line! The feel of not wanting to go through any more is a familiar one.

[Frieda P]

Did it check out alright? Morse code is confusing, thought the line afterwards was what it implied....

[Archangel Gabriel]

It just read Help, help......

[Frieda P]

Really...I thought it read sinking fast too...

[Angel Criner]

Wow... a very deep write. Not at all what I expected.

[Frieda P]

I don't think anyone knows what to expect with the title, my friend's grandfather taught her Morse code, thought it apropos, thanks so much for you visit and review.

[s y e]

OK, first question, what is the title? HA!

I loved this one, quite a dark poem but it has emotions pouring from it. This is simply beautiful.

[Frieda P]

Morse code for SOS, thanks noodles. ;-)

[Lyn Anderson]

I love this. I know exactly how you feel. One baby step over the cliff ...

[Frieda P]

Exactly, this day was one of those....

[redflutterby]

The battle within our heads certainly feels like drowning. Everytime we feel as those this is the final descent...but then we rise again. Its a continuous cycle at times...taking all the strength and resolve we have. Your words speak volumes and pierce the heart like an arrow....x

[Frieda P]

Drowning, suffocating, etc...you name it, some days are just like that and there's not much you can do to get out of your own head! Thanks so much Red. x

[redflutterby]

Yes I do agree...they are one and the same. I feel you on that one. xo