Seething under a single ray of light.
Scraping the skin from my bones
and disemboweling my virtue
until gratitude is dissolving in the currents.
Rage at the man i thought I was.
Yet still I shrink and slither
in the face of all things I hold dear-
You.
So I seek a haven and a shelter
from a deceiving mind
and a crumbling frame.
And the waves that never stop
Let's tie this anchor to my bleeding ankle
And dance in the depths of the sea
Until it ends.
all of it.
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