Out to Sea

To me, this pooling blood is empty
And nothing ties you to me,
Strings and webs winding,

As it turns out,
No contract is binding.

And I'm floating you gently out to sea.

Author's Note

long time, no write.

Reviews

[Stephanie W.]

i love this one.

[Stephanie W.]

:) my heart abounds with joy.
I really like this. I feel like it could be the end to a longer poem.
It seems like just a little snapshot of a much longer story.