judgment

her pleasures in the shallows end

 

as the riptide guarantees 

 

her spot in judgment.

 

 

dripping hands clench her throat

 

as she prays the light consumes her

 

before suffocation prevails.

 

 

she sinks like death

 

into the deep unexplored darkness

 

of her negligence and lies

 

 

paralyzed by the suicide

 

that is her guilt. 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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