beach-hued rejection

I waded into the brisk blue water

despite of

or because of

my inability to swim

sun-swept memories

prove too sparse to rely on

for warmth

and I’ve been cold

too long

so I kept walking

slowly

until my toes no longer touched

the ocean floor

finding my body

if not my spirit

buoyant

i continued

to inch further into

the deep

thoughts of drowning

entered my mind

yet did nothing

to deter my progress

I turned to see the shore

far behind me

the beach speckled

with what i assume

were once people

if I went under

no one could reach me

growing tired, I waited

for one last sunset

and as the sun met the ocean

I stopped all movement

willing my existence to pass

I closed my eyes

as i felt the water

closing in

over my head

waiting for the searing pain

that comes from breathing saline

yet

suddenly I was floating

the ocean had spat me back out

it seems even Death didn’t want me

~Melanie Thomason

Reblog from 2014

 

 

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One response to “beach-hued rejection

  1. Powerful poem about find out that you want to have yourself first and foremost. Nothing else really matters.

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