I hadn't realized it before-|
As you always asked me, to be your sea-
And that always made me question-
If we were, indeed, truly meant to be...
But you must understand, my darling-
I could n'er e'er become your sea-
For there 'tis an empty space-
Residing in the depths of me...
For i am just a sea of empty space-
Truly deep but, nevertheless, all alone-
Foreboding waters, i truly have become-
As the fathoms remain my eternal home...
Seems a rather dark blue destiny-
As the hands of time and fate surely flow-
But forever, i shall remain empty and alone
In the tragic dark that lies below...
Sea of Empty Space
By Theodora Onken
© 2017 Theodora Onken
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