I can’t swim

The cerulean waters of the ocean feel lukewarm My memories and experiences are lost in the sea Stranded on the shore is my depression Awaiting its rescue Its revelation   Epiphany   Floating are the moments waiting to be lived Out of reach   I can’t swim I drowned yesterday It wasn’t the first time…

Mine- Mio

You begged me to get my shit together And I wouldn’t I couldn’t Amor Mio, entiende Understand that I will not bestow my burden upon you I’d let the ocean tide take me 1 million times before I hurt you again I swallowed every last bit of saliva to protect you, and it worked All…

Undesirable

I feel the waves touch my shoulder My entire body has submerged in the ocean I see no one, I see water, and I see the sun Far away from the pivoting truth, yet so close to the end My head is still but also twirling in motions that are unfathomable I feel the waves…

Heavy Ocean

The dark colored backpack I carry on my back resembles the ocean at night. Filled with all sorts of wonders and trash. I gently remove the items from my backpack, careful not to pull on any bags that may carry crumbs and cause disaster, and then I begin wondering why I carry this unnecessary crap…