The liquid mind
Cannot get through the keyhole;
It traps me inside the room.
I am surrounded by water;
Trying to come to terms
With the annihilated past
And the acid tears
That weren’t mine.
I am an iceberg
And my melted heart
Is sinking this Titanic
With you
And everybody else on board.
It’s getting cold;
My eyes are closing on their own,
Not giving me a chance to understand.
I go under.
I will remain,
Creating ripples on the water surface,
Melting the last of it,
The last of me.
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