Submissions by wordswordswords

In my dreams
the waves of the ocean lap to brush the cheek of the bank,
in my arms like growing tides, I'll draw you in and pull you out to sea with me.
And over the deep deep blue we go, rocking with the waves and swirling with the wind,
living with the ocean, among the wriggling fractures of moonlight that dance upon its surface.
Mystical streaks that breathe alive and moving, inhaling the darkness.
Glowing, as these little creatures skim upon the ripples and waves, sandwiched between the endless black below and the open-mouthed void gaping above – ...

Sea sickness sinking into my skin.
Slitting folds and cutting moulds,
on my knees I beg:
where do I begin?

Now that we’re back here again, I think I want to give up, I think I want to give in.
How can I love myself like I love you when my own feelings are such a sin?

I’m not even stable for myself, forget about loving someone else.
Midnight cluttered brain peeling off my skin, move onto something new before I leave it to sink in.
Screaming over my own thoughts with more reasons to hate myself, just so I’ll forget the ones that are true.
And just to know that despite everything, I know I annoy you.
That it was stupid of me to think I could drag myself...