Pull me under your sea,
I'm drowing,
There is no hand to pull me from your waters,
I'm under the waves of your emotion,
forever weighed down by your words,
I sink to the ocean floor,
I see your distorted reflection,
My lungs fill with water, my last sight is you,
A perfect death, perhaps just a perfect beginning.
I think I see. I interpret this as someone crying over a break-up, but the end may also mean the beginning of something perfect, yes?
Lovely. We all long to drown in the heart of the ones we love the most.
Really like this. A new life from death. A really great poem. May i invite you to read my new poem called, Back in time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Special form than your usual writing, it's amazing work Crimson...A Crimson Sea maybe hahaha :) Nice! ! ! ! ! _Unwritten Soul