I’ve finally come to the surface
Fuck me, I am lost at sea,
And I am too far away to be rescued
Sunlight sparkles on these mocking waves
I chase this dream
of feeling the sun on my face once again.
“You will out ride this storm”
What happens if I am the storm,
And I cannot remember how to contain it again
Lightning strikes scars across me,
I could be hit at any time
I could lose control
People only truly love destructive beauty
When it is out at sea, and
Cannot hear it scream
and remind them of their own fragile lives.
K. Thwaites