The Awakened Wake Within
Give me fire, give me earth call the elements and name my birth wrap me in air, annoint me with water name me now, the element's daughter brush me with embers, brush me with dust paint the sacred symbols on me with rust wash me in winds, drown
Poem: Finally Sleeping
I never knew past the silence of a corpse now drowned in mud. i never knew what rest meant. i never knew without hope. i couldn't see past my own death, a future without a rope.
Ghosts of my Past
Trying to snowball in the long, cold years that i've endured i've tried to change but no matter how hard i try it all seems so far out of range my struggle is breaking me apart and tearing me down i'm so deep in my sorrow it feels as if i might drown
Darkness Calls
Lies in ruins my life fails i feel the oppression closing in suffocating me squeezing out the will to live pushing everything away making me alone stealing everything my head fills with the voices i hear the voices within me my thoughts drowned
Water Works. [Poem]
They drown the hopes and dreams of all the people in between. with vengeance they attack our walls, forcing us to flee. while mother nature's children roam, faces filled with glee. within a house, a woman sits, watching massive waves.
The Call of the Wretched Sea, Chapter 2: Below The Sun
No matter how many times her soul had been drowned, drenched in the emotions of the whale, the body had remained, her fragile grip on sanity proving rather hard to break.
The Year of the Dragon
As his rival rode high on the wave of adoration, he drowned in a tsunami of crippling regret. how he wished those cheers were for him. how we wished that good fortune would one day grace him.
Skylands: the Scorpion Spear, Part One - “Saeldrin”, Chapter Eight: Labyrinthine
He had seen all manner of rites and rituals but never the drowning spell onid had crafted. the priesthood kept its secrets for everyone's safety. b?
Tiny Candles
Tiny candles (04/03/2018) love is like a candle, it burns brightly when first lit, dimming and melting away as it ages, the wax running over, some blow out before their time, struck by violent gust, while other flames drown, falling into the
Tears
Depths of your heart. things that flow from your soul outward, flow so the whole world can see your pain; your destruction. let the tears flow...pour your soul out. let it spill upon the floor as your body and mind empty itself of these temporary emotions. drown
Hayfield
Hayfield by asher wolfstein from heart to hand pouring down the slope tonic fills the gopher holes subterranean homes drowned out vodka seeps across the cells brain crevices discolored stand out ditches flow black with bile blood bubbles up
Spyro's Old Flame: Chapter 12 - Flame's Plan
"i mean... because i almost drowned, you had to go back and save me when you should have been getting cynder out." "and if it wasn't for you, me and cynder would have drowned! yes, you passed out. so what!?