Just keep swimming.
Stroke on with your tired arms, soldier.
Bury your limbs in the heavy tide,
Break your bones and bend your back,
Crush your heart to spite your lover.
Raise your mouth to taste the smothering air.
Submerse in the water once again
To quench the thirst of your sea-born lips,
And taste the sea's turbulent love;
Salty and oil-stained kisses welcome you,
From the polluted rain-showers it basks in.
Just keep swimming.
Their voices ring out for your ears,
But drown those instruments in the liquid,
And do not head their needless pleas,
Carry on warrior, down the watery-corridor.
Descend further into the embrace
Of the inky-ebony depths,
Where the hungriest curiosities rest.
They await your mortal temptation,
To fulfill their promised and awaited
Dinner plate, your blind mind.
Just keep swimming on, young one.
Keep drowning in your dead dreams,
Breathless one.
Keep chasing that hopeless future,
Reckless one.
Just keep swimming.
Author notes
I'm not completely proud of this, but it was something 
And I wanted to use the line "Just keep swimming" in a poem xD it's from Finding Nemo, but I think it really can have a deep meaning to it.
Purple!
Comments
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Nice. Finding Nemo was an adorable flick, and you've managed to take a cutesy line and turn it into a poem that packs some serious whallop.
It's so full of tongue-in-cheek encouragement...sarcastic undertones...sadistic "I've been there, and I know you'll never make it" sentiments.
the bitterness suited the subject matter.
Nice.
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I forgot the clapping smiling faces. lol
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I oddly like this one better than Their Renewed Masterpiece. It's stellar in my opinion. The imagery didn't overpower your message. It came together beautifully. For example, I feel like I'm there with the solider in the second and third stanza swimming in the rain. It was beautiful. Even though you don't like it. I love it missy.
- Aly
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I think this is very profound, it makes me think of young soldiers marching into battle, battered wives forcing themselves to run neglected damaged children struggling to exist until they are grown I really love it, and wish my husband would wake up so I can read it to him, you should be very very proud of this pieceyou took an idea, a piece of fresh clay in your hands and ran with it to produce something very clever, well done
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