The Sea Becomes Me by awestrucklollirot, literature
Literature
The Sea Becomes Me
I stand on the barnacle-covered rocks
The foam of the sea beckoning
The frigid mist slowly surrounds me
Obscuring the bonds of harmony and peace I once had
The crushing waves beg for my affection
They offer solace in their cold embrace
Gratefully,
they sweep me under
For me to fulfill my fate
I am now an anchor
Resting at the bottom of the sea
Through the murky and icy waters, I found my home with the sunken ships
and unknown curiosities;
My ghostly presence has transformed me
Into an old Fisherman's myth
Together, we shared the same end
Carried off to live in the throes of the briny deep
Our once-graceful hearts filled with
My happiness is like a worn road by awestrucklollirot, literature
Literature
My happiness is like a worn road
My happiness is like a worn road
weeds growing from the cracks
I wander down to see changes in my weak sentimentality
A foreclosure sign has been posted on my heart
some may speculate that I was irresponsible with payments
or I bought out of my league
truth is there is many reasons
some of them were just out of my control
the years have lingered on and a desolate house stands before me
graffiti painted on the door
weather beaten and tattered
I pray for a tsunami
a surge of twisting and crashing outrage
to sweep this facade that was once called a sanctuary
the outlook is unclear but there may be hope to rebuild
The peace of sleep has passed over me by awestrucklollirot, literature
Literature
The peace of sleep has passed over me
The peace of sleep has passed over me
left me a restless mess
The darkness pulls me down and buries my consciousness
I see the radiant glow fading and sounds of the raven calling
I can feel the icy winds blow in my heart
I shiver and pull the blankets closer to me
but from this hopelessness comes your sweet song
your voice softly moves gentle waves in my soul
I will float in this ocean
Your love is like the sun
peeping over the mountain
shy of the waxing moon that shines so brightly
Its void of complexity
and filled with a simplistic truth
speak love speak
its in your words I can only find solace
I can only find sleep wit
As I roam through this desert, the sky is painted by awestrucklollirot, literature
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As I roam through this desert, the sky is painted
As I roam through this desert, the sky is painted with black ink
I peer into the darkness that lays before me
I can hear the bleak and somber rustling of the wind
The silence of the moonlight is haunting
I am widow of flourishing flora and fauna that I once knew
My soul cries "but there is hope,
Until a bed of flowers grow from you, there is hope"
These tired bones lumber on
I will walk in this unknown
March through this despair
But in my weakness my knees collapse into the sand
I feel as if a cold and earnest raven is resting on my back
taunting me
taunting me to lose faith and give in the uncertainty
My soul cries, "There is h