Pelagic.

Increasingly,
I’ve admittedly,
been:
aimless and,
without direction,
hesitantly,
I have already,
embraced:
emptiness that,
has by now replaced,
heavily,
dragging beside me,
burdening:
a lifetime’s,
anchor sinking,
buoyantly,
it’s hopelessly,
returned:
surfaced between,
bridges long burned.

12 thoughts on “Pelagic.

  1. Ash to air
    A like of chaos
    The taste of something that was never there
    Death a shadow
    One that stalks my foot steps
    Haunts me with every happy stare
    The loss of sanity
    My demise in every eye that catches me
    From people for whom I just don’t care
    So take the world and burn it
    For I have no more humanity
    That could come close to what felt
    When I was with her

    PS: great write, inspirational and a class example of wordidge

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  2. jack kain says:

    very well written

    Liked by 1 person

  3. JunkChuck says:

    A traveler doesn’t always need to know his–or her–destination. To quote an old song, “it’s that tale that you tell about how you got here from there.”

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  4. Michelle says:

    That’s a pic from One Tree Hill, right?

    Like

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