Of Dark Waters by spoken-in-red
spoken-in-red

Of Dark Waters

by spoken-in-red in selfportraits

self-portrait.

Where the moonlight ripples, my skin recedes
into the dark recesses of doubt and need
A gnawing desperation
Will shudder down my spine
Dripping coldly down the bone,
entwining
and pulling like a vine
To the under of the darkness
To the under of the sea
To the under of dark waters
Where a lie of rest calls me.

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