An Oceanic Consumption

on betrayal...

I long to be consumed by death,
To be drowned in the depth of the sea
Squeezing the last bit of air from my tired lungs
Soaking, waiting for my skin to shrivel up and die;

I wish for the sea creatures
To thrive on my darkened soul,
To make a home in my lifeless chest

The salt water coursing through my porous veins
Giving me life;
Because I have none of my own.

My soul is an ancient hull, rusted and abandoned
I search for something to cling to
But when my ship approaches the lighthouse dawn
The anchor lifts and I am thrown back by the waves;
A salty betrayal.

The sails tear and the deck bursts into splinters,
The sharks rip me apart in a satisfying rage
Scattering my limbs across continents
So that I will never come together again;
So that I will never feel again.

Reviews

[B-poet]

This is a gripping & profound write. Great work. A spellbinding write & read. :)

[wynn]

Thank you!

[Sami Khalil]

You have decsribed betrayal like a lost ship sailing into the abyss...A wonderful poem and analogy...:)

[wynn]

Thanks much!

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)

[Frieda P]

Very dark and murky read, imagery is astounding, death is a fascinating subject for many, this one is full of angst and deep rooted anger throughout. Tough subject matter, well done.

[wynn]

Thank you for the comment:)

[Rita L. Sev]

This piece cuts deeply, wynn - the anguish radiates. The beginning has the feel of Emily Dickinson, a romancing of Death. Excellent imagery in this dark poem.

[wynn]

Thank you Rita!