Tidal Wave

Azura Nightsong

It's just
That point
Where one becomes a cup
Filled up to the brim
With churning loss and longing
Until it crashes over
Isolated drops meaning nothing
In the tidal wave that flows from my eyes

I think
I see
But no, it still eludes me
Flitting among the shadows and fog
In an endless maze of reality
From above seemed so simple
Yet once within, the untamed plants towered
The thorns of roses tearing through those who cheat

I mean
I guess
That it was me that caused that pain
Not simply the shell of a once vibrant creature
As the soul withdrew deeper and deeper
Huddling against an unseen assault
Seeking to blame whatever seemed plausible
Never suspecting the demon right beside it

  • Author: Azura Nightsong (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 20th, 2017 12:10
  • Comment from author about the poem: Quick poem, not my best, but I hope you like it.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 24


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