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Obscure 

 

White sea of pain,

Riptide, pulling me out to sea.
Pulling me away from all that I ever knew,
Even as I struggle in its steely grip.
To unknown places,
Breaking me in it's unforgiving hold.

Disbelief, and accusations. 

Nothing but anger,
Mistakes,

Misinterpretations.

Regrets of breathing,

regrets that blood flows in my veins,

regrets for all that cold have been. 

Crouched like a wild animal in my mind,
Protecting my self in the silence of my despair.

A cold pit, bottomless and unforgiving, flames licking the sides.

Inevitable waves of grief,

pulling,

swamping the feeble attempts to survive,
Drowning my freedom,

and replacing it with hate..
The tide pulling me out to sea.
Out to the sea of pain.

Author notes

When I was twelve I was told that I would be moving away from the place that I had grown up in since I was born. I had just ended what, for me, was the dream were of sixth grade at a school that I had loved before I even applied, the Albuquerque Academy.  I had no warning of this event, only that my parents had been planning it for months, and that my father had just signed a contract with the University of Massachusetts. I had no control, everything was decided.

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  • This was really raw and open, you really let it out with this I felt. It was simple in some places and abstract in others, it was a good mix. Thank you for entering

  • I can relate to this, I've moved sixteen times and I'm eighteen-years-old, the pain is very real. I like your metaphore of riptides and anger, I know both, this poem struck me very close to home. It is very well writen. Thank you for entering my contest and good luck.