Saltwater Tears
I have succumbed to heartache.
Without strength to stay afloat, I sink into darkness.
Light, sound, and oxygen cease to exist,
And I am reduced to a victim of my own thoughts.
Even exigent conditions can't keep your ghost at bay.
You haunt me.
You weigh me down, bringing me closer to nothing with every thought you occupy.
But I would rather perish at your hand than confess my loneliness.
So, I do not try.
I resolve to staying put, drowning in saltwater tears.
My last breath held by shrinking lungs.
Reciting silent prayers for the strength to last a few seconds more—
Hoping some day you will want to save me.
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Posted Sep 16, 2021, 12:36 AM UTC
This is a gorgeous, heart-splitting piece. My only criticism would be of the line "victim of my own thoughts": it's a bit too tell, not enough show, but otherwise the imagery is poignant and lovely as it is. The curtness of "you haunt me." really caught my attention. I feel it brings the camera to a perfect pause, and its straight-forwardness is so stark, I really loved that detail. "My last breath held by shrinking lungs" painted this desperation for me. There is an impending doom looming over you, but a freezing hesitancy to do anything to stop it. It's a heavy theme I think you illustrated beautifully. Thank you for sharing this!
Thank you I appreciate your kind words and feedback! Will do some rethinking of the line you pointed out.