7 years ago. December 23, 2017 at 4:49 AM
Drowning.
Sepia-toned, Pointilistic reproductions
lost in tempestuous seas.
Oxygen.
Gasping, a desperate plea for another breath.
Raw throat, screams clawing from the depths
break the Silence.
Stillness.
Lifeless limbs tempest tossed,
a visage marred and broken;
carrion feast for Crows.
Agony.
Doubtful fleeting glances,
taciturn lips pressed in thin lines.
They never knew anyway.