Water is the element i was made for
My need for water is to become part of water
for water to set me free
Water is all i need
I wait for the water to dry me out
The tears will be no more
Scars will disappear
I will be no more to this world
I will enter the world of water
I wont be there for long
I will enjoy the water
But then
The flames will overpower
I will be burned for I am wrong
I will become lost
The pain from earth will be no more
the pain from hell is what i will become
I will wait
above the water i am
waiting for your escape
the plan to end
for you to see these tears
With the water i wait
This was an interesting poem
This was an interesting poem and a budding visual into the possibility of terrific writing potential. I was impressed with these images:
“I wait for the water to dry me out
The tears will be no moe
Scars will disappear …”
Not sure about the “no moe,” was that intended to be “no more?”
yes it was was meant to be no
yes it was was meant to be no more and thank you so much