I battered the feelings away,
in a soil beneath my brain.
Ignored, lost, unable to regain consciousness.
The surface brings waves which throw me under,
I can't find a reason, to float. To swim.
To stay atop.
Beneath is where you'll find my treasure.
But who would be willing to dig, to dive?
in a soil beneath my brain.
Ignored, lost, unable to regain consciousness.
The surface brings waves which throw me under,
I can't find a reason, to float. To swim.
To stay atop.
Beneath is where you'll find my treasure.
But who would be willing to dig, to dive?
3 comments:
this one is a gem. really like thisill try to say more...ok sounds good,looks good, inventive phasing and it it works together with a cool ending. :)
phrasing!
thanks darling, I appreciate it. <3
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