Deluge

Wed, 04/25/2018 - 13:15 -- tokii

Splashing, flowing, leaking

Over my fingertips, spilling at my feet

Spirit bleeding

Joy fleeting

 

fleeing

 

falling

 

into the impassive drain, reverberating through

the dank cavity

 

Abandoned, spectating the bursting of my own soul

Scraping, scooping, screaming at the sorrow puddling

Trembling beneath the torrent

Drowning amidst the deluge

 

Spirit flopping, thrashing, sinking

I’m clutching, clawing, pleading

Joy leaking

All fleeting

This poem is about: 
Me

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