Ocean Floor

RefugeInRain

When I'm pulled apart by the ocean,

salvage what's left.

I get torn apart, ripped to pieces, over and over again.

Still, don't leave me a wreck.

The inevitable crash, the inevitable break.

Makes the water rush in with haste.

So meet me in the tides and in the waves.

If not, than on the ocean floor, where I sink.

 

Just please come and see.

Please salvage me.

 

  • Author: RefugeInRain (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 22nd, 2025 19:47
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    A lovely poem that speaks with a sense of wistfulness. Well done



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