The Sea is Calling
I wept with years bleeding.
I cried,
my heart is falling
I dreamt my life was brazen
And woke,
The sea is calling.
I prayed to God, begging.
I wait,
the fates are stalling
I wished to be forgiven
And leapt,
The sea is calling.
I fled the world, escaping.
I won,
the waves now mauling
I kissed a salty haven
And slept,
The sea is calling.
👁 6💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone.
988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline — call or text 988, 24/7. Crisis Text Line — text HELLO to 741741.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
Comments are closed for this poem.