I made it past denial and landed in anger
quicksand all around
we had a history, didn’t we?
we had a bond, didn’t we?
you can’t offer your hand to save me now
ive reached for it
ive begged for it
Ive searched the sky for it.
You thought you spared me pain,
but you stole my piece of mind.
trying to save me from drowning, you took my life jacket and left me floating
the waves threaten to take me down
Beneath the calm surface is chaos
chaos started it all
the thread gave you life
your fate was determined
the thread was cut
did you have enough to pay the ferryman?
the water pulled me under, no ferryman for me
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jillynmarie (
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Comments2
very well written
and very touching .
Powerful write.
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