Corals - How can I let go?

The last one dying

Your bones like corals,
blue eyes glimmering like white pearls,
your golden hair soaking as it sucks the water in.
Eyes wide open,
lost soul wandering around the frosty land we met in,
you're still on the surface, but looking liveless
like my mothers love towards me.
your sins as your only burden
after your future and past dies, and falls to the grave
the bottom of the sea of my tears.
I hold your blue finger by the tips
cold as hell, when you enter on the heavens gates.
I become free and concious
and I slip you away
and you fall into the darkness
deeply in the dark water.

  • Author: The last one dying (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 13th, 2024 03:27
  • Comment from author about the poem: I'm not sure when did I write this poem, but I do remember that I was in a bad situation. I visited the darkest place I've ever been and I realised, the darkest place you'll ever go to is your mind. I let my thought and ideas wander around, and I just wrote what came to mind when I thought about getting rid of the darkness (or it can be a person also) and this is what my brains vizualised.
  • Category: Spiritual
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