Said the stranger with the familiar voice
Either he's changed, or he's living in fear
I wanted to stay, but he left me no choice
Before I had gone, he made a noose with his rope
And he tied a black anchor around my neck
It weighs me down, away from all hope
Each hour I get closer to shipwreck
But at certain moments, the sinking thoughts leave
Like when you gave me a friendly wave from the shore
In a dangerous game of make-beleive
I fall deep into something I shouldn't adore
What's outside the window, I don't want to know
It's just water and sand from the wrong turn I chose
I think this boat sank a week ago
In refusal to see it, my eyes were closed
If there's nothing you've lost, then there's nothing to miss
You call it ignorance, I call it bliss
Content underwater is where I shall be
Where the sky is replaced by the depths of the sea
Faster and faster, the world rotates
Creating violent creashing waves
It's spinning at an alarming rate
Much too harsh for imagination to save
Still, I'll provide solace as best as I can
I'm not sure if you do, but I understand
I wish I could help you come up with a plan
There's not much I can do trapped by water and sand
Something you should know, if you're ever stuck
I wrote this to you because I actually cared
You handle things well, and I wish you good luck
Remember, it's always okay to be scared
I'm debating on whether to shut up or shout
Because I know that this battle cannot be won
So I'll keep backing up, I will not creep you out
And pretend my flashlight is the sun
If there's nothing you've lost, then there's nothing to miss
You call it ignorance, I call it bliss
Shut out underwater is where I shall be
The sky is long gone, and I'm lost at sea
Author notes
(Date written is unknown).... I realized I never posted this poem on this site and thought I should... This was written awhile ago.... Basically, I was in one of my spacy depressed episodes where I lose track of time and don't really pay attension to anything... I had just gotten out of a really nasty relationship that didn't end well... and I had a crush on this guy who I KNEW was out of my reach... that's what this poem was about. I knew the boat was underwater, I just didn't feel like beleiveing it... hah.
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Comments
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Congrats! This was one hell of a poem to pull out of the closet


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Very well done... Loved the rhythm here and yes the topic itself. Also loved the vocabulary you have chosen to use throughout the piece.
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What a great theme, and, like others have said, very relative to a lot of people. I can actually relate to your past situation at present. Great job, wonderful spelling, grammar's a bit off but nothing to worry about. Love it!
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this i can definatley relate to. i cant explain but i can. i love this poem because i am an ocean metaphor, personification, etc etc person..i love the ocean and sea and all that great stuff. anyway lol i loved this poem . flow was great. i didnt see any spelling or grammer mistakes. this is an awsome poem this will go far. good luck keep writing and i still this poem is awsome lol
jess

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being lost
being lost in one's emotions or stranded at sea is a good metaphor for being flue and having a relationship that doesn't end well. there are so many emotions in this poem that i couldn't figure out, but i thought that was a strength, because part of love involves the risk and the emotional turmoil and emotional highs involved.





