Monday, November 30, 2009

Monday Poetry Train - The Drowning

Brand spanking new - still needs edits but throwing it out there anyway.

The drowning

Face pressed beneath the water
Indulging in the sweet sips of your deceit
She dreamed in happy ever after fragments,
Of Ophelia softly singing
And she was kept…
quite willing to believe in anything.

The drip, drip of half-truths
Wrapped in heartfelt sincerity
Her self esteem eroded,
As the ripples of your duplicity
shudder onward, outward…
Dragging her down and down and down.

Heart beat flutters, much too fast
Cracking beneath the pressure
Of pretending her smile hasn’t fallen
Off the edge of the world,
While everything, oh everything is alright…
Trapped in the leaky vessel of her life.

Face pressed beneath the water
Tears dissolving in its watery embrace
Her choice remains steadfast and simple,
Lift herself up and out
or drink deeply of the sorrow…
That will fill her until she drowns.

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Anonymous said...

there is nothing like liquid water to splash in one's emotion... a most enjoyable post...

Susan Helene Gottfried said...

Dammit, Kota, quit hitting so close to home...

Charlene Teglia said...

A day late, but I posted a poem!