Inner Depths

My head’s underwater
Hissing salt and white noise
An ocean veneer distorted
Bruised heart’s asunder

A quiescent catharsis

It’s the epitome
Of a shipwrecked masterpiece

In a hollow of nothing
I sink with the weight of incessant thought

Fear, you black-hearted paroxysm
Evanescing my colors in your gray
You scrape away my former glory
Contours of shadow disguise the sunlight surface
I’ve become my purgatory

 

 

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