The caves were no place for me, yet there I was.
They'd driven me there.
Driven me to the cold stone and unforgiving tides.
Scampering through the abandoned mines.
Finding reprieve in the flooded chambers away from locks and keys.Fumbling through dark passages and swirling pools.
struggling for a way out.
My tongue still stings from the tasteMy stomach achesMy hands the color of the sunset sky.Abandoned Forsaken DisgracedThose words meant little before.Though as the last of you slips through my crimson fingers they beat upon me like the relentless sea.She takes from me the last thing you gave.We were meant to go away together.The waves and the breeze and your lips were all I thought I’d need.You left nothing but the anguish of wishes and the agony of the love she carved out of me.Your legacy lain bloody and raw in my hands.I’m drowning in grief.
Salt of tears.Salt of sea.My reflection laughs at me.Rubs the salt in my open wounds with each step and each word and each breath.A reminder of what I cannot be.Or am I the one reflected back?Nothing but a defective copy?I reach through the mirror to see.Curling fingers.Clutching throat.You’ll be the shadow, not me.
There are no keys to this room.No way out.
Only wishes
Only dreamsAnd a window with a view of the stormy sea
You’re far too fragile a thing to have sat upon that pedestal so long. Don’t you think? A lucky golden scale yet to be spent.Yet to be tossed aside for nothing but a wish.
