Lyd23

i watch, as acid tides slap the fragments of what's left - rocky shore, battered from the waters trickling down the crevices eating away at the soft dank moss that had sat there so long, only to get riper and riper screaming of the sea i am drowning! i am drowning, these gripping hands at my neck --cold and neglected, want me to die and there is no light none to be saved by the break by the shatter and ease into day temporary sun kissed rocks and our lungs are clean with pure waters preserved and maintained again. - the sun hides; ashes falling faster than the heartbeat of thunder this sea is toxic this sea floods the shore is no m