Poetry Break

I've been slowly working on some others writings, besides this blog. Here's yet another draft of a poem.

Swimming
(A Harsh Reality) 
By: Sean Moore

Swimming in the sea
Bound to drown

When I stop to breathe
Water rushes in past my cheeks

Sends me under
Once
Twice

The sinking sensation satiates
As panic sets in

Thoughts of us
Like a life-vest full of sand
No longer soothe

The truth pummels me
Like a wave
Safety is miles away

Sea salt licks my wound
Like an open flame to the night

I surrender to
The flowing current
And the force of the undertow
Like a floodgate opened on a famished city

Water fills my lungs
And I am done fighting
It's useless
As the perfect storm
Delivers me to the bottom of
This darkened sea
Love has capsized me

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