New Poem – Gone

Alone on the rocks,
Waiting for the tide,
To carry you away.

Time is running out,
Sand is flowing down,
The tide is coming in.

Running on the spot,
Searching for a way out,
Hoping to break free before–

Unable to escape,
It’s creeping up on you,
Slowly trickling in.

In desperation,
The salt will reclaim you.

Fighting the screams,
Wishing for just… a bit… more,
Ruled by the dreams.

They’re making you crazy,
The voices in your head,
There’s no time for being lazy,
They won’t rest until dead.

Tick, Tock,
Drip, Drop,


©  MusePersephone August 2011

Inspired by the image Gone Swimming that I posted recently.

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