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Drained
I believed in something once...
Why does it all seem so cold?
A shrill sound yelling into empty night.
Bottomless echos haunting a faded past.
I'm not the person I was...
I don't know the man I will become.
Right now...no better than driftwood.
The brutal ocean is my home.
Whenever I take a breath...
The instant I think I'm safe...
Dark shadows move below.
A storm stirs liquid hate.
Never comfortable.
Always in pain.
I crash into shore; one prison to the next.
From drowning to baking in the heat.
Tired...void sorrow destroying my soul.
Optimism is merely getting pissed on.
The heavens are silent...
Which, doesn't make them evil.
It just means I feel very, very alone.
I guess what I'm saying, is...
Every molecule exists within purpose...
Water can live by multiple forms.
Although a pool is drained...
Its structure remains.
Who are we kidding though...
Life on earth is meant to be endured.
It still doesn't change the fact...
I am drained!

© Samuel Petersen