Another Victim Of Nature’s Disease.
Another Lost Relic Of The Seas.
Crying crystalline tears,
forming pools
around my weakened resolve,
these problems won’t fizzle and dissolve,
instead burning me like acid rain,
only to make it turn red again.
Surrounding me now.
Cracking, breaking down,
like waves crashing
eroding the bays,
I've long since gone away.
Bashed and bruised,
swallowed up
by the harsh seas,
taken to see
what lies beneath.
Another lost relic
of the seas.
Another victim
of natures' disease.
We all sow what we reap.
- Erin 16th September 2014
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Erin Shields
27. England. Poet. I have Bipolar, BPD & Anxiety. I’ve been writing since I was 18 as an outlet for my mental health.
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