Drowning

Staying one day too long,
I find myself drowning in his love.
Suffocating in silence that is
deafening to me,
surrounding me
with the heavy feel of oil drenched
oceans upon oceans of weights
holding me down
to the bottom
of this swamp called love.
My pores fill with captivity,
breathing my last breath,
reaching for the stars in hopes of escape
as I grow beyond him.
I feel the damning
of what is right and wrong,
what is against the will of those
who would not understand.
Instead, I stay
and drown further into his love.
Suffocating in silence that is
deafening to me,
surrounding me
with the heavy feel of oil drenched
oceans upon oceans…

I float in circles,
going nowhere.

December 28, 2010
(picture prompt of a girl being held down in the water)

4 thoughts on “Drowning

  1. This piece speaks to all women. We need to be loved and it is in our natures to be giving. And then we give it all away and we drown, just as you say. Nicely done.

  2. Sometimes I go back and re-read what I've written and can't quite grasp why I wrote it… but this one I do remember. Things are fine now… but at that point in my relationship I was seriously considering leaving and writing this helped me get what was hidden inside my mind out in the open so I could actually see it. Thanks for your thoughts.

  3. Absolutely… anyone can drown in love… man or woman… all anyone has to do is open up a bit and they are vulnerable.

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