Sitting on the edge of the lighthouse searching for some kind of closure
I mourn watching the old dock dock crumble from the sea's exposure
Spray stains my face with salt hiding the tears that freeze on my cheeks
Summers of leaping into the waves and responding to the water with high shrieks
I thought it would be too hard to come back here- the memories still mark my heart
I almost didn't - afraid the empty horizons would remind me of my missing friend
Trepidation built barbed wire fences around my soul not wanting me to depart
tomorrow's forecast is the same as when we didn't listen- the day it all had to end
Driving down the road winding around the sea, passing the diner on the shore
I feel the coming storm in the air in the way braile is the key to a closed door
the day we thought we were invincible we realised just how easy we can break
we forgot about storm surges and rip tides 'till Leah disappeared under a wave
I dove after her and fought the rescuers who actually thought I meant to survive
water chilling in late October was a tactile drug- numbing all aspects of my soul
head in icy waves I heard the sirens of the ambulance I thought it was Leah's cry
I get up and don't look back knowing if I see where i lost my sister- I'll lose control
Author notes
Option one- I used all the words.
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Comments
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honestly i could not stay in the poem my mind kept floating away from it
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Wow. That was really powerful. It capitates the reader. Great write. Good luck im the contest
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The ending of something is always so horrible, because it's never enough to just know that the other person never wanted it to happened... It's because it's a closing of something beautiful. Love the way you bring nature into the poem, it makes it so beautiful and calming. Almost like a meditation of your worries and sadness.
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