The saltwater is screaming.

I got sick of this.

Your eyes
Seem so tired
Behind those 80ís style glasses
I wonít mind
If youíre so inclined,
You can take a nap for a while

I canít stay
Iím going to watch waves,
Crawl up on the shore
Today isnít the day,
My face hits the floor

I sunk into the sea
Where mermaids clung to me
I see the ghosts,
They grasp my hands.
One day youíll join me,
One day youíll see.

Oh I donít know
What to swim from
I feel the waterís pull
Just what have you done?

Oh just let me go
Trapped in an aquarium
I want to be home,
All timeís good to spend.

I sunk into the sea
Where monsters hung on me
I feel the ghosts,
They bite my hands,
One day youíll haunt me,
One day, itíll end.

Poetry by Tori
Read 359 times
Written on 2008-07-27 at 06:34

dott Save as a bookmark (requires login)
dott Write a comment (requires login)
dott Send as email
dott Print text