Dive In

Left-and-forgotten

Dive
Into this
Blood on the floor;
Resuscitation.
Heart beating pulsation;
Perfectly timed compression.

Light
Dimming and winking out.
In eyes that have never seen,
But are so goddamned afraid.

And I,
Am terribly afraid.

This ocean is too big.
The dark,
Too strong.

And I,
Don’t want to go on.

Knife to wrist,
I swear this is it,
Failing moment;
Like always.

So I,
Go on.
Too scared to live.
To frightened to die.

Dive in,
With arms opened wide
Like welcome signs.
Holding me with every reason
To stay.

Do so,
And I swear,
I’ll find my way home.

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About Z.

Poetic pipe and cigar enthusiast rifling through the haunted memories of a not so distant past while openly wrestling with faith and God. A rambling writer with the misguided notion that he has something to say. His only redeeming qualities are his wife and children.
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