Particulate matter, dispersed in the sea
Numb as I crashed,
Ocean surface, ocean floor,
Or am I somewhere in between?
God help me, I’ve sunk too slow.
What a pitiful scene.
I have heard wondrous stories,
Of what your ending begins.
So sing me to sleep, with your hopeful lullaby.
I’ll glide past all my terrors,
Fighting with my warrior cry.
Why, then, can I never reach you?
The point where the healing begins.
Rock bottom could not come sooner,
For the nightmare that never ends.
-Photo by: Poeelouis