A simple poets lost in her own words
Ship wreck I fall between cracks of the ocean floor. Drowning in the tears of lost sailors, swimming through dead end tunnels as each light flickers one last time. I climb through shipwrecks closing every door behind me, the ocean whispers the last words of captains and final, desperate screams of passengers. They Frozen in tempid. the souls of those who are lost are searching endlessly for anchors to stabilise their pain. Unknown to them their ship has sailed.
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