Chargement...

Dark Tide

no seeable pattern will be used in this verse...this is the dark mirror of "Beneath the Tide" the rest of the story if you will...the sacrifice..the ugly truth of getting to the good part..

Is it not a shame?
That when I give this such a name
I am bleeding only what is sick from me
And only saying what I should strive to be
When finally that night sky buried me like the grave
I never expected you to ever save
That thought that grew claws and dared to cross our brain
The night our heaven became my only hell blowing in like a hurricane
you sensed it then
like an incurable disease my 7 circles swallowed you piece by piece.
their mouths open wide, taking in a meager feast
Like your tragic yell for freedom drowning me in the tide
An ocean, we alone, floated like a master-less ship
Turning this way and that but ever on a current heading south
Down and down until we reached our nightmares ugly mouth
And our 8th circle took the ship down it’s throat
Us lashed and tied hand in hand around the mast of our boat
And while hand in hand
we began to float from the mind, our legs like weighted, drug our bodies down
But instead of going under water we simply stretched the length of the sea.
My 9th circle was you and your 9th was me.
worse was that you could tell I was but a shell of what I was born in the flesh to be.
flesh that came to breath new was shattered in the darkening brine
Did they all say we should’ve seen the signs?
They said all it was, was that “endorphins lie”
No..
your not gonna tell me we won’t make it by and by
That we won’t try and try
Heads floating and feet walking stretched from wave to sea bed for eternity.
Our hands tied together at the wrist
Don’t tell me we won’t walk it by and by
Pull us thru
some from me and some from you
wrist by wrist and tuning out the laughter of the mind.
turn out and make the clouds in our eyes turn to clear sky
You once told me we would never make it
they all told us wed eat each other alive
and we knew it was the truth within our eyes
But our pride cut that at its throat
and we watched it bleed out while we capsized
 
Isn’t that the truth?
 
—C.R.Stanger
Written-Unknown-Around the same time as “Beneath the Tide”
Cover Art used-Fighting Skeletons: Odilon Redon
https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/177047829084953786/

as said many times above..the dark side of the love poem "beneath the tide" this poem is what it takes to get there...what it was like on the underbelly of the love...thats why its more a run on thought..with ugly cuts and jerks in the verse and a feeling of unsynchronized thoughts... and the tide and ship and wave...and all my usual symbols exist here...

*Note On every poem** all my poems are copyrighted and have codes to prove ownership ... While I doubt anyone here does this ..still have to say Don't steal other people's work wether a poem is good enough or not .... It's personal and directly speaks from the soul of the writer and to take their work and say it's yours ..it's wrong and unnatural ..your stealing a peice of them ...it's nothing to do with money or rights...it's so much more than that...its happened to me .. It can happen to anyone .. It hurts and I always speak out against it even if to most it seems pretentious...

#Argument #dark #Fighting #Hate #hell #Love #Pain #pride #soulmates

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