Undertow.

Do you run the risk of breaking down too deep,

is this what you were wishing for,

when the rain was bearing down on me and together we hit the floor?

did you get lost; caught up in the undertow?

are you miles off the shore?

you're never gonna get to heaven--

but hell's got open doors.


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nightlight1220's picture

Love the stark resentment

Love the stark resentment expressed so boldly here. 


...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "

 

9inety's picture

I lke your poetry,

where I am from we call it " the rip tide " 

hell's got back doors, side doors, sliding doors, even some trap doors in the floors, all leading in, but hell doesn't have any exits!

even so,

Peace

Dylan


"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"

Dylan Eliot

absolem's picture

thank you :)

thank you :)