Penance Poem by Neriza Gueta

Head raised above the surface, ⁣⁣
I beg the gods of sailing⁣⁣
to return you to me—⁣⁣
before I dived deep⁣⁣
into the abyss of fear of intimacy ⁣⁣
and you drift away into the sea⁣⁣
of chances I have, yet again, missed.⁣⁣
A silent prayer, a penance—⁣⁣
I bow my head⁣⁣
and let the waves devour me, ⁣⁣
I shall not move⁣⁣
I shall not breathe⁣⁣
and I shall be reborn⁣⁣
as the sea that reaches your shore⁣⁣
to fill all your holes.⁣