Into the Ocean

The storm 

Had reached its port.

Yet the boat was so far away 

From its own.

With obscuration

Of the clouds above, 

Rugged and perilous waves below

The feeling of seclusion

Comes with ease.

No one but the sharks

To keep you company

Like fake friends waiting

For you to fall.

Death is docking.

The storm is here.

Comments

oliviagavilan

I like this. Simple, direct, ominous, can mean anything depending on the reader. Well done. 

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