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The Girl Who Drowns Fish
Blue, that’s all I remember. But that was all I needed to, the blue and the burning. The burning that came from my heart and spread all through my body. Pain generously spreading to every cell of my body, as if I were being burned and skinned, all at the same time. The more I think the more I remember. Bubbles, big bubbles in the frost-bitten blue drifted urgently away from me.
It’s strange, I’d always loved Cas, as a friend, ya know. But as he held me under, not willing to breath in, to gulp the precious air, greedily suck in the sweet oxygen I had to hate him. The water it was so cold, no air, no relief, but he had to do it. Or at least that’s what he told me, if he threw me in it would stop burning, failing to mention how I would stop breathing.
Now, naturally he didn’t say when or why. Why in the world he did it, or when for that matter. He said he didn’t want me to be anxious or know how he was going to do it. But the funniest thing is, was, I trust him or trusted him. I’m so confused because alls I can see the beautifully clichéd white light except its being blocked, obscured, stolen from me. Its all being stolen from me, or what’s left anyway. My visions already gone and I cant seem to, I cant seem to, I cant seem to, I ,I cant seem, I, I cant, to, it seams I can’t…
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WOW just wow this peice is so amazing. The emotions are so real I feel it all as I read. I would love to read more of it.
keep up the good work!!
and if you wouldnt mind checking out some of my work it would be greatly appreciated. :)
of course i will! thank you so much for the feed back, if u tune back in i have more pending
Wow this is amazing! Definetely make a sequel :) I feel as if I'm talking to the character because the imagery is good, but not so detailed that it would take away the conversational tone. My favorite line is "beautifullly cliched white light"
And im sorry for asking, but I dont know how else to get the word out. Could you check out my pieces Smooth Criminal or The Sound? Thanks!
One word : BEAUTIFUL!
(maybe check out my stuff sometime)
This poem is beautiful. The imagery is just so descriptive and the grammar was powerful. as i read it i feel like something in me feels that same burn. I really love yur poem and yu should absolutely never give up on writing
